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End of Green
« Dead End Dreaming »
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1 | No Coming Home
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| 2 | Dead End Hero
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| 3 | Speed My Drug
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| 4 | Cure My Pain
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| 5 | Weakness
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| 6 | Sad Song
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| 7 | So Many Voices
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| 8 | Sick One
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| 9 | She's Wild
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| 10 | Drink Myself To Sleep
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| 11 | All About Nothing |
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| 1. No Coming Home
No coming home at night,
Down the dead city lights,
Under dead city lights,
Until the dawn will rise.
It's all coming down, I'm searching for more.
Dead sunset is born.
So cruel, my thoughts.
I cannot sleep at night.
Another useless fight, it goes on and on, no new day |
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Если перед «Dead End Dreaming» послушать несколько треков с предыдущих трех Гриновских альбомов, то этот слушать не захочется вовсе. Во-первых, звук: вместо утробного (скорее всего «MESA amps»), густого и щедро приправленного ревером Звука Гитар - просто готик-металический дисторшн. Во-вторых, атмосфера: Гриновская самобытность уступила место жесткой меланхолии и ноткам апатии или отчаяния, а это, извините, обязательные атрибуты жанра. Конечно, это все еще т.н. depressive subcore - созданный самими Гринами жанр, но думовая его составляющая потеряна безвозвратно. Больше половины треков - проходные, без особого настроения и находок, но четыре песни со всего альбома - почти шедевры, а заодно еще и сладкий привет от трех предыдущих работ: «No Coming Home» (1), «Cure my Pain» (4), «Weakness» (5), «Drink Myself to Sleep» (10). Вот за эти четыре песни, за оригинальность самой группы, в память о предыдущих альбомах и авансом за следующий - такая высокая оценка. |
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Перед нами последний (на данный момент - 02.2007) диск группы End Of Green. В чем особенность пластинки? Во-первых, это уникальное сочетание таких стилей, как грандж и готик-металл а-ля Сharon. Также в этой группе играет 3 (!) гитариста, что придает альбому весьма плотный и интересный саунд. Есть элементы пост-панка, особенно на "No Coming Home" и "Speed My Drug". А от "Cure My Pain" и "Sad Song" веет весьма качественным Пост-думом. Стилистика меняется столь неожиданно, что каждый трек заставляет нас внимательно вслушаться в него. Под конец альбом входит в стезю Gothic-Metal. И завершается весьма крисивым и грустным треком All About Nothing. Единственное, что портит восприятие - немного неприятный и грязный саунд. Буклет тоже весьма стандартен. В итоге твердая восьмерка.
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Готический гранж. Бывает и такое. В принципе, данный диск проходит по разряду приготиченной альтернативы, но вот вокал, да и общее настроение вызывают гранжевые ассоциации, непременно попахивающие меланхолией и занудством. Впрочем, альбом сделан на добротном уровне и своих поклонников уж точно найдет. Мечтающим услышать Курта Кобейна и Вилле Вало в одном лице адресуется лучший номер альбома "Weakness". |
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Scared about all the things that covered me in life,
I'm on the only way, I leave this world tonight...
No coming home at night,
I find no sleep at night,
Under dead city lights,
Another useless fight,
It's all coming down,
I'm searching for more, dead sunset is born.
So cruel, my thoughts.
Scared about all...
And I wasted my ability, I failed, my soul insanity,
I tried all ways - the last one is the way down.
And I'm tired of my useless being, I failed, my soul insanity.
I tried all ways - the last one is the way down (home).
I'm leaving this world tonight.
2. Dead End Hero
In the end, in the end there is nothing more.
It's the end, one big smile before you dance with the dead,
One last breath before you leave, it's still the end.
No more tears, no more fears and no more lies.
It's the end.
One big smile before you dance with the dead.
Take the ride and yoin the end and wave goodbye.
Every other day,
Waiting for the point called zero,
Every other day, take it back, take it back away from me.
Every otther day living like a dead end hero, every other day.
In the end, don't be scared, you're almost there.
It's the end,
One big smile before you dance with the dead,
One last ride before you leave, you're almost there.
You will know, when the last star fades away (at night).
Don't be scared, I'll be waiting on the other side.
Reach for my hand, I'm your last ride home.
Still the end waits, it's over, all is done.
3. Speed My Drug
Same old pain, same old desire.
Reach my veins, it burns like fire.
That's what I wanne be - my own worst enemy,
Sihundredsixtysix more ways to bleed, thats what my life should be,
My worthless enemy sihundredsixtysix more ways to bleed.
Speed my drug all day and night long, speed me up with all the days gone...
Hello darkdays, goodbye light.
Spit it out, my mournful life.
Thats what what I wanne be - my own worst enemy sixhundredsixtysix more ways to bleed,
That's what my life should be - my worthless enemy,
Sixhundredsixtysix more ways to bleed.
Show me the days addiction's gone.
Chemicals give me back control.
Another pill insde my mind.
This is the day, prepare to die.
4. Cure My Pain
Cure my bleeding pain, with razorblade.
It's in my veins, I'm lost in life.
The blood in my veins, feel so sick and tired.
It's in my veins, I'm lost tonight.
Let it end and all those memories.
Born to end - and nothing will remain with all the days gone.
Almost there - and I prepare to leave,
Fall asleep - I lived a life of grief, goddamn, I'm gone.
5. Weakness
No more will, nothing more to say.
Another shotgun blow me away.
There is something inside of me,
There is nothing inside of me, no.
Something strange so deep inside.
There is something inside my mind,
There is something inside of me you'll never see.
I don't care about me, let this dead end be.
Through the days we crawl and you will see,
This nightmare turns to misery,
When all the days keep crawling without hope.
No more night without misery.
Another nightmare is killing me.
Like lost souls who bleed.
Nothing else that I can feel, no.
Something screams inside my mind, another weakness, another fight.
There is something inside of me you'll never see.
And this nightmare turns to misery, through all the days we drown in grief.
When all the days keep crawling without hope.
In a time, abused to wait and bleed.
This nightmare turns to misery.
Through all the days we're crawling without hope...
Without hope...
Without hope.
6. Sad Song
Pale, sad eyes won't cry.
A face without a smile, the grace, the lies, the fall.
Amused to loose it all.
Sad about all the things you'll never see.
So sad about all, everything.
You and me.
So sad about all.
That feeling never dies.
Sad about all the ways I wanna be.
So sad about all, everything.
You and me.
So sad about all.
That feeling never lies.
Pain grows a lot, but you won't see.
So sad about all, everything.
You and me.
So sad about all.
The things we never had.
7. So Many Voices
Where are you, no view, no sign.
I lied alone in my bed.
Where are you.
Where you tonight.
I lie awake in my bed tonight.
Escape from here.
This is not the fear I fear.
This is your voice and your sweet choice.
Come back now with me.
Come back now with me.
So many voices, I can hear them in the night.
8. Sick One
Same old passion, like christmas situations, we sit down and we're talkin.
We need help for lovin.
You are the cold one, sweet one, sick one.
I have seen my babe cryin - dark grows still.
I have seen my babe cryin - dark grows still.
Have you seen my babe.
Same old passion, like christmas situations we sit down and we're talkin.
About you and nothing.
You are the cold one, sweet one, sick one, stupid one, sad one, bored one,
Wild one - I have seen my babe cryin...
9. She's Wild
She paints black pictures, her eyes filled with sorrow than she cries,
The curtain falls.
Raped by her life.
Left alone in these neverending night.
Her restless times.
Sad in these hours,
These moments, she's walking down the hall.
She begins to smile...
She's going wild, oh she had a knife.
She's going wild, she's not satisfied.
Black dressed appearing, a life without feeling.
No thoughts, no love inside.
Despairing and dreaming, amazed by a bitter taste of joy, her bloody toy.
She cuts again, thens she's leaving with a trial of blood the hall and begins to cry.
All she want is to be loved.
Tonight she goes too far.
She's gone without a trace and now the curtains close again.
She's going so wild.
10. Drink Myself To Sleep
Come closer now here tonight, this ruin we cannot hide,
A language we cannot speak, it comes all down on me.
So follow me down, my life, I know a place to hide.
Come closer and you will see.
Comes all down on my own, down on my...
I drink myself to sleep, I need another drink,
I drown my soul tonight, feels so dead on my own...
I drink myself to sleep, I need another dream, I drown my soul tonight...
This secret inside I hide, seems better than my whole life.
I swallow it down and think, darkness my old fried.
Come closer like every night, these alcoholic nights.
Come closer and you will see, sudden death on my own, dead on my own.
Come closer, I tell you why, the sober will not survive.
I need another drink, let me drown again.
The devil is still alive and jesus will not arise?
Show me how to live, seems so dead on my...
11. All About Nothing
Time passes by so fast.
My funeral has begun.
No more need to pretend.
All those things will end.
All that we had,
Someday, maybe I'm glad for one day.
All that we had - for nothing, love and hate - for nothing.
Now light seems lost in the night.
Life put out that spark.
No more need to pretend.
All those things will end.
Pictures of you -
For nothing, moments whe shared - for nothing,
Tears that we dried - for nothing, all that we said - for nothing,
Now all about all...
And nothing.