1. gio-x.z.
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[ 27 Aug 2013, 4:17 ]
Es gaxlavt post rock jgufi kanadidan.
jgufi romelmac ert tavis monatesave proeqttan ertad chemi musikaluri gemovneba yiraze daayena,chemtvis yvelaze ufro genialuri musika mat shoris rac ki rodisme momismenia da myvarebia.
albat vinaneb amis aq dadebas,roca chakvdeba da sadgac bolo gverdebisken ganisvenebs)) ,axla ki mteli sulit da gulit gtavazobt:
janri - post rock/experimental/ambient/instrumental
cevrebi - Efrim Menuck
Mike Moya
Mauro Pezzente
David Bryant
Aidan Girt
Sophie Trudeau
Thierry Amar
Tim Herzog
diskografia:
Studio albums:
F♯ A♯ ∞ (1997)
Lift Your Skinny Fists Like Antennas to Heaven (2000)
Yanqui U.X.O. (2002)
'Allelujah! Don't Bend! Ascend! (2012)
EPs:
Slow Riot for New Zerø Kanada (1999)
ravi sxva ra vtqva...sakmaod cnobili jgufia.tavidan albat arc ise martivia am musikis gageba.tumca aris ragac,rac titqos pirvelive mosmenisas gagrdznobinebs rom araa rigiti ubralo "carmavali" jgufi,mere ki ise gitrevs rom...ai chemsavit (es chemi dzveli shtabechdilebidan)
mokled ager ori kompozicia,romlebic chemi azrit sauketesoa amati shemoqmedebis gacnobis dasacyebad:
The Sad Mafioso -
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HSnABcDg4t8
Moya -
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4vRrGCVlMHk
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3. gio-x.z.
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[ 27 Aug 2013, 5:41 ]
ციტატა: LILITH ara,temis satauri racaa is qvia jgufs
teqstebi ar aqvt dziritadad.alagalag ragac nacyvetebi da monologebi))
ai magalitad:
Dead Flag Blues
The car is on fire, and there's no driver at the
wheel
And the sewers are all muddied with a
thousand lonely suicides
And a dark wind blows
The government is corrupt
And we're on so many drugs
With the radio on and the curtains drawn
We're trapped in the belly of this horrible
machine
And the machine is bleeding to death
The sun has fallen down
And the billboards are all leering
And the flags are all dead at the top of their
poles
It went like this:
The buildings tumbled in on themselves
Mothers clutching babies
Picked through the rubble
And pulled out their hair
The skyline was beautiful on fire
All twisted metal stretching upwards
Everything washed in a thin orange haze
I said, "Kiss me, you're beautiful -
These are truly the last days"
You grabbed my hand
And we fell into it
Like a daydream
Or a fever
We woke up one morning and fell a little further
down
For sure it's the valley of death
I open up my wallet
And it's full of blood
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