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Eric · Postï¿½ le: Jeu Fï¿½v 05, 2009 9:37 am Sujet du message: By Numbers

C'est tout de mï¿½me un mauvais disque, qu'on savait noir et gris ; et en le rï¿½ï¿½coutant hier, je me suis dit aussi : Quel mauvais mixage, quel mauvais son ! un son complï¿½tement plat ; par exemple, la caisse claire de Keith fait Pof Pof, ses autres toms sont ï¿½touffï¿½s ; le tout est enveloppï¿½ d'un voile qui muselle toute la bande sonore !
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Phil1 · Postï¿½ le: Jeu Fï¿½v 05, 2009 2:44 pm Sujet du message:

On est bien triste pour toi .. Cool

Simon · Postï¿½ le: Jeu Fï¿½v 05, 2009 5:34 pm Sujet du message:

Je dois avouer ne pas du tout connaï¿½tre cet album... sauf Squeeze Box bien sï¿½r... Embarassed

Sally · kiloposteur Inscrit le: 23 Mai 2008 Messages: 3445

Sï¿½r que ce n'est pas du top Who ... et qu'il n'est pas forcï¿½ment le plus accessible.
J'ai mï¿½me refusï¿½ de le dealer ï¿½ Henri Wink

Mais, mais ...

However Much I Booze
Dreaming from the Waist
Imagine a Man
How Many Friends
In a Hand or a Face

Ce sont quelques-uns des textes les plus introspectifs et les plus touchants de Pete, je pense.
Il traversait une mauvaise passe, se sentait incompris, portait le poids du groupe ï¿½ lui tout seul, disait qu'il avait arrï¿½tï¿½ de boire ... alors qu'il ï¿½tait en plein dedans.

Bref. C'est un peu son Berlin ... et j'aime ï¿½a.

Derriï¿½re une musique trï¿½s joyeuse et c'est vrai assez mal produite, de magnifiques textes souvent trï¿½s sombres et trï¿½s personnels. Un contraste surprenant.
Je l'aime pour ï¿½a, By Numbers, et c'est vraiment dommage qu'il soit gï¿½chï¿½ par tout le reste, je partage ton avis, Eric.

Quant a Blue Red and Grey ... un Pete ï¿½ la mandoline qui nous joue une Silly Love Song ... c'est trï¿½s dï¿½stabilisant ... et ï¿½tonnant de sa part ce genre de chanson ... on se demande oï¿½ il nous emmï¿½ne ... Mais sinon il a une voix d'ange dessus, vraiment, je trouve ï¿½a trï¿½s touchant.

Et puis la pochette est dessinï¿½e par John Cool

Je me demande combien de gamins ont bousillï¿½ le LP de leurs parents en reliant les points du dessin Wink

Sur How Many Friends, je trouve la ligne de basse magnifique.

Rog est trï¿½s beau sur Imagine a Man, j'aime beaucoup l'arpï¿½ge aussi.

Quant ï¿½ However Much I Booze, Rog a refusï¿½ de la chanter ... demandant ï¿½ ce que Pete "assume".
Ce qu'il a fait.
Et je trouve ï¿½a trï¿½s fort.
J'ai beaucoup pleurï¿½ en l'entendant la premiï¿½re fois.

However Much I Booze
I see myself on T.V., I'm a faker, a paper clown
It's clear to all my friends that I habitually lie; I just bring them down
I claim proneness to exaggeration
But the truth lies in my frustration
The children of the night, they all pass me by
Have to drench myself in brandy
In sleep I'll hide
But however much I booze
There ain't no way out
There ain't no way out
I don't care what you say, boy
There ain't no way out

I lose so many nights of sleep worrying about my responsibilities
Are the problems that screw me up really down to him or me
My ego will just confuse me
Some day it's going to up and use me
Dish me out another tailor-made commitment
Tell me about some destiny I can't prevent
But however much I squirm
There ain't no way out
There ain't no way out
I don't care what you say, boy
There ain't no way out

Won't somebody tell me how to get out of this place?!

Then the night comes down like a cell door closing
Suddenly I realize that I'm right now, I'm on the scene
While sitting here all alone with a bottle and my head a-floating
Far away from the form and the conscience going on with me
And on with me, and I don't care what you say
There ain't no way out
There ain't no way out

Now the walls are all clawed and scratched
Like by some soul insane
In the morning I hungoverly detach myself
I take no blame
I just can't face my failure
I'm nothing but a well fucked sailor
You at home can easily decide what's right
By glancing very briefly at the songs I write
But it don't help me that you know
There still ain't no way out
Won't somebody help me?
I don't care what you say, boy
There ain't no way out

There ain't no way out
There ain't no way out
There ain't no way out

Give me the key, lock it away

There ain't
There ain't
There ain't no way out
There ain't no way out
There ain't no way out
http://www.deezer.com/track/1169083

Yep.
J'ai une tendresse toute particuliï¿½re, pour cet album.

J'ai eu de l'indiffï¿½rence pour lui au dï¿½but.
Mais il me touche finalement beaucoup.
Oui, beaucoup.
C'est un album pour chialer.
Et ï¿½a me va.

Sally · kiloposteur Inscrit le: 23 Mai 2008 Messages: 3445

Imagine a Man

Imagine a man
Not a child of any revolt
But a plain man tied up in life

Imagine the sand
Running out as he struts
Parading and fading, ignoring his wife

Imagine a road
So long looking backwards
You can't see where it really began

Imagine a load
So large and so smooth
That against it a man is an ant

Then you will see the end
You will see the end

Imagine events
That occur everyday
Like a shooting or raping or a simple act of deceit

Imagine a fence
Around you as high as prevention
Casting shadows, you can't see your feet

Imagine a girl
You long for and have
And the body of chalky perfection and truth

Imagine a past
Where you wish you had lived
Full of heroes and villians and fools

And you will see the end
You will see the end
And you will see the end
You will see the end
Oh yeah

Imagine a man
Not a child of any revolt
But a man of today feeling new

Imagine a soul
So old it it is broken
And you will know your invention is you

And you will see the end
You will see the end
You will see the end
You will see the end
Oh yeah

http://www.deezer.com/track/1169086

Sally · kiloposteur Inscrit le: 23 Mai 2008 Messages: 3445

How Many Friends

I'm feelin' so good right now
There's a handsome boy tells me how I changed his past
He buys me a brandy
But could it be he's really just after my ass?

He likes the clothes I wear
He says he likes a man who's dressed in season
But no one else ever stares, he's being so kind
What's the reason?

How many friends have I really got?
You can count them on one hand.
How many friends have I really got?
How many friends have I really got?
That love me, that want me, that'll take me as I am?

Suddenly it's the silver screen
And a face so beautiful that I have to cry out
Everybody hears me
But I look like a fool now
With a cry and I shy out
She knows all of my friends
But it's nice to find a woman who can stay home late
Now I think I've reached the end
I wonder in the dead of night - how do I rate?

How many friends have I really got?
How many friends have I really got?
How many friends have I really got?
That love me, that want me, that'll take me as I am?

BRIDGE
It's all like a dream you know
When you're still up early in the morning
And you all sit together to watch the sun come through
But things don't look so good
When you could use a bit of warning
Then you know that no one will ever speak the truth about you

How many friends have I really got?
How many friends have I really got?
How many friends have I really got?
That love me, that want me, that'll take me as I am?

When I first signed a contract
It was more than a handshake then
I know it still is
But there's a plain fact
We talk so much shit behind each other's backs
I get the willies
People know nothing about their own soft gut
So how come they can sum us up
Without suffering all the hype we've known
How come they bum us up

How many friends have I really got?
Well, you can count 'em on the one hand
How many friends have I really got?
How many friends have I really got?
That love me, that want me, that'll take me as I am?

http://www.deezer.com/track/1169090

Simon · Postï¿½ le: Ven Fï¿½v 06, 2009 9:03 am Sujet du message:

Merci Laetitia. Tu m'as donnï¿½ envie de le dï¿½couvrir, du coup. Wink

oli6412 · Postï¿½ le: Ven Fï¿½v 06, 2009 9:14 am Sujet du message:

...les textes me font rï¿½flï¿½chir ï¿½ pas mal de choses aussi...
Je ne suis pas dans mes meilleurs jours et on dirait qu'ils ont ï¿½tï¿½ ressortis expressï¿½ment pour que je les lise...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UcA1XrgHGU4&feature=PlayList&p=D8345B5DCA756CC4&playnext=1&index=1
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Simon · Postï¿½ le: Ven Fï¿½v 06, 2009 9:21 am Sujet du message:

Ah...

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Oh c'est pas si vieux que ï¿½a Laughing

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derui · Postï¿½ le: Sam Fï¿½v 07, 2009 11:01 am Sujet du message: Re: By Numbers