Tin Jaco的音乐

今日又细细品味了一番，发现PT的这张专辑非常的绝望，多次提到ocean，a drop in the ocean. But I was sinking, In to still water. I was kissed on the cheek by a cold mouth, While the taxi was waiting like a getaway car。我想SW在那时候是想到过自杀的，而听the fragile似乎有了同样或者类似的经历。比较熟悉trent的人也应该知道the great below和la mer也表达了当时trent有跳海自杀的想法。

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-SHHH- every time i open my mouth i feel a little bit lower and a little bit slower at times i feel like time and space are a race and i'm feeling like i'm chopping a moutain inside and i feel like this is why every time i open my mouth i feel a little... sounds like shit every time i'm looking for you i set a bear trap open every wire i go design life's tweak in timed sequence getting operatic over cuz its already started its life but i feel like my life isn't mine... life...life...life... every time i open my mouth i feel a little... sounds like shit same scene daydream like mind daze with both of these noble thighs wrapped firmly around my neck i do believe i've found my way to go soaring off the wall i took them to fall tube around the back misshapen a world thats filled with giants feasting -EYECANDY- step away... porno chicks moving eyes and pressing tits against the screen porno chicks grabbing their fingers with those things inside their jeans porno chicks posing for the cameras with their eyes all full of fire porno chicks getting to the bottom where skill might kill my desire sex flex not yet so wet chug chug not love beyond the yet so-called we'll deepen the feud around the world stiffen the (soft) slide up your nose just use the girls yeah just like the lord why? i'm cumming i'm cumming i'm cumming no more they've taken what i got nice the blind eon nibble the truth that makes the world inside the pain it looks around its not a game it looks into mental restraintS it seems like its all a lie i feel like i'm about to die and now i'm looking deep inside and now it may keep me alive ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha eyecandy what would make the world a better place for you and i? freak speaks the meek inside the door where things have never grown before into the depths of your intestines and messes infected inject some love into the wildest thing i know and now its sweating hard to grow but everything that i will know shedding your pretend he's sinking the world he's speaking in noise and noise and noise sinking in noise eyecandy what will make the world a better place for you and i? christ is not the animal of truth that makes the world inside the pain it looks around decide again it looks into the color safe it seems like it is all alive i feel like i'm about to die and now i'm looking deep inside and now it may keep me alive ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha eyecandy what will make the world a better place for you and i? -THREE- stay stay stay watch me play have faith played have they say stay play play watch me play stay stay stay watch me me watch me watch counting on a legend hide behind today went out to paper trails nothing's left to say hide among the two-toned world dripping off a brighter way hide hide hide run hide hide climb climb climb hide hide hide -FEELIN' CHICKEN- you're killing me with bacon, america killing me with smog and taxes like axes in my neck like hogs to the slaughter what do i tell my daughters? daddy's all heart but he's pushing bird way downtown where the skin is brown and eyes are the size of the deficit? you're killing me with bacon, america just like the indians with tobacco and flour and fire water balls, scabs, and rehab sick in the blood face down in the mud all hype and gripe and stars and stripes ain't my flag today i wanna belong, i wanna be proud but your gay bashing voices are so fuckin loud my choices shrinkin like bacon in the pan spatter of hot grease spitting like mad geese bombers and baghdad! i am a college grad but my life is a want ad you're killing me with bacon, america how shall i pray? the old fashion way? down on my knees to the god of the weak? or dig deep in my squeeze wearing a red rubber nose clown clothes laughing as we go and saying something stupid like hold on... one egg fits two eggs three makes it four legs why is it opposite? anyone's sweater makes it feel better wrapped up so tight in it one day is two days three makes it always when is it going to fit? everyone's laughter caught by the matter winging their web so glib everybody knows what the fuck goes... four days fit five days six ways to sunday what if the world is shit? one ear splits two hairs three itching war dicks where is the love in it? watching the rafters he's running after noise from the chicken's tit four days fit five days six ways to sunday what if the world is shit? everybody knows what the fuck goes... -PEPPER-（我最喜欢的一首哦~~） mark these arctic bones i'm setting a better get it back to own nothing adds up bitter sum what is underdone fabrication brings disorder, sure rare indeed, this corner is an all too well-known place that has now become a prison can i fix it? won't we miss it? can i fix it now...? can i fix it? bad child, misfit? can i fix it now...? in amongst the trees rotten to the core of expertise（这句太SP了！！） visions spin the head again see thru walls secret games misted colors furry tracks the vicious nature of attacks i wish i was sophisticate the bitter shrill the stink of faith i really wanna fix it go away i will function in no other place go away i really wanna take it go away i really wanna pick up mommy's face and get back to the end becomes what is needed what undone all together so a part of this ever-puzzled accident i'm a dead fly in your hate your face take me back to someplace where i wish i was yesterday i wish i was tommorrow tomorrow i'll give up but today... -D.ANGEL- open your eyes everything's dangerous something inside devils and angels i'm feeling like i'm feeling light i'm hunted like a rabid dog with tumored sight deepen your mind speak in that language leave it behind devils and angels this is the climb so ever border us you're feeling sublime just like devils and angels pitch black design we're bad, dark, and ordered this war sink in the mind come devils and angels -PSYCHOREAL- she's clenching her breasts to make 'em look bigger but i don't care i'm happy just to be here inside her confiding biding our time with one eye on the future and the other on that thing that she's doin we've only just begun and me left-handed you fresh off the farm smelling of buttercups and ancient lace lets bop till we drop then drag ourselves to denny's for the midnight menu we've only just begun this vegetarian pact this life without cigarettes maybe tonight we'll smoke the pavement for old times sake maybe tomorrow i'll get a job... you can be my god psychoreality i am the undecided one are you the force that you deny? melting under the boiling sun you can be my god psychoreality (god dammit, ogilvie)【这里好囧啊，你不想贴就不贴咯何必装呢~~~~~~~~~~~~灭哈哈哈哈】 are you the freak who's life was missed watching the crispy bacon test dig down in everyone's lie you are you can be my god psychoreality -WHITEVAN-（这首的歌词很赞） just around five o'clock the cars are screaming around the block the boy is scared and looking around and screaming a little bit anxious i think he's searching for his mother what did you find on the white van? facing this prospect i set out for todays over introspection i feast upon decay around me is miss fortune, my avenue, our spades digging all the so-called diggers digging his own grave permit me, mr. indecision, watch his machine cave end up on itself and watch one debit i win and mince our way the seats are best from over there out beyond the shade my diggers in their dirty coats their attitude of spays passing the inspection now now this is every day special forces special boots the stomper comes to pay fancy men so oversuited for the final days keep the prince in timely chintz ring out the barren child at bay christen me disaster, at least thats what i say into which the thing determines which way she decays keeping loads of sunshine i love the job i play digging out this whole shitty world digging it today white world captain, what else did you find? not all i'll find feeling negation my vindication to know nothing exists opens up and water lift fortunes of my emptiness silly putty open door looking up to take it out settle in and catch a show residuation yell indication feels like a clock i ate ticking in this toxic state ready for an occupant suck it up to sniff the bait sniffing out the weakest link rising from the righteous stink see stimulations speak to take a piece of me over towards the light pull the chain we're burning bright in a fall to break the rope firmly placed around my throat inching worm of sand becomes a slipping through my finger burn aesop seclusion my old intrusion upon my waking state each of us must face their fate crawling wicked crawl some more broken body gray on floor pulling through the face of love pushing back to push some more -TIMEBOMB- the witch is part of my dreams suicide flies against the back door screen sex with a witch psst pssssssah bestiality among consenting adults fake gods feel good when applied with cream throw caution to the wind let the games begin and all but hubert can play can we talk while we're getting hurt? suicide flies in a barabarella cartoon brazier hung from the chandelier its time we keep it symbolic disorder, destruction, death out of the slime and darkness it comes to inflict its life-destroying poison on the careless, the unwary, the unprotected no sane person would deliberately expose themselves to its venom no intelligent person would venture within striking distance of its fangs yet today young people are flirting with a poison every bit as deadly my name is cokey your favorite jokey come on and check me out wretched the sun when you're on the run from everything i'm about some say its silly some say familiar wanting to be let out i've dealt with millions of your resilience come on and let me out my favorite feeling's nearing the end i feel a timebomb ticking closer to my house and you're free to go if you can closer to the way i've come before you in my heart and if i'm choking while you're still smoking what side the bird left out seldom the sum of what i have done will leave you an empty house some say i'm a virus you bet the liar's waiting to spin me out i've spent your millions seeking my chillun come on and let me shout my favorite feeling's nearing the end i feel a timebomb ticking closer to my heart and you're free to go if you can closer to the way i've come before you in my heart closer to the way i kept you right here in my heart closer to the way i felt before you in my heart -SMOGHARP- and in the spider's belly, the bones of the butterfly flight breaks the outer limits fade and inner lights on thin ice slowly undone beyond my eyes like deadly infants with limbs of frequency scream begins i'd like to fallout the infant's mind so blind, so dimmed, forever and mind what's gone smelling lightless ties you need not undo much say it brother, what if they... something's not quite right, hear me feed the anger feel the pain of midnight sunshine gone away pain, pain go away seethe again to see the day and what was once a monster's taste that sees that nothing lasts forever gray now see me out to sea gray now see me out to see me -WITNESS-（听的最多的一首。。） on cut flies the hill left to burn in moral chill winding clever never storing doubts the kingdom's left to kill found the pain found the bane brought that feeling back again out of sorts and sort of grip it goodbye, closest one the tears can i get a witness to the other side? and choose us, you should march this tide i need to stick some things inside to crucify my mind can i get a witness to be on my side? and choose us, you can change your mind they need to hide the things inside that crucified their minds whats left of it? left all feeling stripped of meat ticking crack the glass was gold again the scaly trust gaze trusting pain go to hell whats the hell? is it fortune wrapped intel? is it wise to smell the other side of all the things to tell? can i get a witness to the other side? acuse us, you should all just die i need to stick some things inside to crucify my mind can i get a witness to be on my side? abuse us, you can change your mind no need to hide the things inside and crucify their minds laughter misted take apart no bitter men to speak the part looking back no winding way to miss the best and worst of times you've got to get an eye you've got to make your body in time shake your maker wake i wanna make some time you make me out you make me out shake and wake and make your body in time your happier life should begin on a waterbed filled with chinese teeth restless spirit in my breast saving the best for you pearls before swine whats your's is mine and the road is calling me if not for your unquenchable kiss i'd be storming the white house demanding to be heard children crying people dying on the street and me sucking

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如果说这几年出现了个noise-IDM来形容那些带有工业感的IDM的话。那我想noisuf-x称为noise-EBM或者noise-Techno最恰当了。虽然玩的是舞曲，但噪音味道很浓。格外喜欢noisuf-x的原因也在于此。很多人一听到EBM就摇头，简直要所有人远离此类毒害人思想的脑残音乐。但是撇开许多许多视觉上的问题，如果你依旧对techno音乐还有一丝留恋，那你可以选择这张来听听。noisuf-x有着深厚的节奏功底，和超娴熟的键盘技巧，无论旋律上还是节奏上都精准到位，一扫当前走红的一些TBM。 其实做的最好的节奏音乐，并不是听起来复杂的，而是不乱且听起来似乎不怎么复杂的。noisuf-x这个名字可能在04年左右才出现，但x-fusion却存在了十年之久，而显功底的键盘上，他也玩的越来越复杂，终于不耐寂寞，褪去先前的dark electro，玩起他更阴暗的一面：noisuf-x。第一张EP推出时我就大为喜爱，想是工业噪音和techno的平衡感终于被这人抓住了，可没想到第二张专辑，又回到了像soman等比较club类的noise EBM抓了回去，就像一个得了精神分裂症的人快康复一般，猛然和x-fusion差别不大了，庆幸的是第三张noisuf-x又脱胎换骨，一改以往虫型封面，变成了voodoo触手系。风格也变的更爆裂， 更邪恶，德国阴暗工业的黑色全流出来了，加之充满噪音的鼓声，尖锐阴冷的键盘。制作和混音方面也非常恰当的绽显失真和工业机械感。 如果你想选择一张不是毛毛躁躁的制作加上一堆混乱键盘，或对EBM的主唱忍无可忍，或觉得EBM实在太trance，那我十分推荐这张。我看今年没啥人能再超过他在工业舞曲上的造诣了。

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专辑发行时推迟了，也不知道steven wilson是不是遇到了些什么困难，对于痛恨leak的他，应该知道推迟的后果就是让leak提前了。但根据经验来看，喜欢SW的fans还都挺愿意掏钱的。 专辑一开始便是大家比较熟悉的trailor track。专辑里我感觉也就这首比较porcupine tree的味道，但似乎比现在的porcupine tree更迷幻自由些。从专辑整体上来说，是一张非常阴暗的专辑。真正的阴暗专辑在我眼里，并不是搞点捆绑，弄点摇头丸，或者lustmord这样的环境阴暗，而是发自内心的，敢于展示或代表个人情感阴暗面的东西。而这张显然就够格了，看trailor里那么多的破旧娃娃在风中回荡，不禁背后一阵寒意。 kurt也说，现在的pt有点模式化了，这点我从deadwing开始就发现了 ，总希望能再回到in absentia或者更前的样子，但却出来了一张fear of a blank planet，可能因为我们都不是从一开始就跟着porcupine tree走的人，所以不能体会到steven wilson对早期那么多年的迷幻摇滚已经嚼到没有味道的感觉吧。记得很久很久以前，那时候我还挺喜欢看steven wilson的采访的时候，他说过我实在不想再去弹signify以前的作品了，因为弹了太多太多遍。其实许多老乐队都有这样的现象，许多新来的fans 希望他们能回到曾经过去，那是因为他们听这些专辑才用了一年不到或者两年不到的时间，浓缩精华液啊，所以无法体会到一步一步走过来再去重复曾经是多么的无聊。多半抱怨的也都是我们这样的新范儿，老范儿更多是接受不了新的直接走人了。 这张专辑的其余部分的确不好放在任何一个现在所有的steven wilson projects里，更像是一种混杂，而不是刻意的要去把风格局限在哪里，更随心所欲些。第二首trip hop的鼓点就是他曾经没有玩过的，虽然他表示过这样的想法。我一直无法接受trip hop，所以这首听着感觉也不大。 还有几首比较有fusion的味道的，一查"客座乐手还有来自日本的十三弦古筝演奏者八木美知依和吉他手Sand Snowman，吹奏长笛和萨克斯风的爵士乐手Theo Travis等人"，顿时明白了，当年SW也参与过一些fusion/jazz乐队，所以他这方面的热情也放到了solo专辑中。fusion是很铞，sw也玩的很铞，他的guitar一只很铞，但是我还是喜欢不起来。 几首钢琴也小秀了一下从小钢琴班逼出来的水平，不过分的说，比trent好……很多人可能不知道，pt专辑中大多数钢琴都是richard弹的，sw可能一直没有找到机会自己秀两把，所以也放在了这里。两首钢琴也是我最喜爱的，虽然不复杂，但是氛围处理的很好，steven wilson的制作也是我一直认为史上第一强的，烘托钢琴更是他的拿手好戏。 很多人说这张专辑像god is an astronaut，我想可能是significant other等（搞不好很多LB fan会搜索到我这里来了）的guitar都比较experimental吧，又是亮音色，但还是有不同的。这不同大概只有那些只喜欢他们中间的一个能感觉到。但显然prog影响很大的steven wilson玩的这些亮色音乐都或多或少夹杂着些progressive rock的味道。这点我相信没有那么多年的prog音乐里程是无法做到的，也是god is an astronaut不能比拟的（扁俺吧）。 同名，insurgentes，有一种说不出的迷离感，比任何SW的一首歌阴暗和悲伤。带一点孤独，带一点drone。insurgentes的含义可能很多人都知道了，根据kurt的墨西哥朋友所说，是一个具有历史意义的街区，也许这地方特别能勾起sw的某种感情，他似乎总是孤独，他不知道做错了什么，总是得到这样的结果，现在他回过往事，发现自己早就接受了这样的生活，他还是继续走下去，就像他曾说的，all my designs, simplified, all of my dreams sacrified。这首就像电影中的慢进，一点一点的推，给人一种压抑，蒙上眼，不敢去面对下一个场景。这种黑压压的感觉以至于专辑的后面几首似乎仍然被这样的阴霾笼罩着，无形中抓着你，让你感觉到他的存在（怨念啊。。。）。 他似乎特别喜欢墨西哥这个地方，在那里的bass communion和pig的现场也表现的相当精彩。最最喜欢的便是这首了。那首墨西哥版本的更娴熟，也更噪音，相比之下我还是比较能接受原曲的情感，那首如果想听噪音的也会喜欢。 SW的专辑有一个特色，就是每张专辑都有一个concept，但这张专辑的concept是什么呢，我也不知道……欢迎大家拍砖想象。知道内情的也请留言。

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