Sta slusate od muzike?

[Trifko]

Prvi single sa novog albuma "Srce uzavrelo", mostarskog reggae benda Zoster.

[Solaris]

Banfićka je odavno na mojoj top listi domaćica u vrhu, još kad snimi spot u dvokrilcu, solidno.

[wermez]

[mali od palube]

Prvi single sa novog albuma "Srce uzavrelo", mostarskog reggae benda Zoster.

Stvar je OK, sa muzičke strane. Momci su iskoristili "frku" oko godišnjice Velikog Rata i sebi napravili promociju...
Ipak malo je priča iskrivljena, što pripisujem "umjetničkoj slobodi" ili nije... 
Nije Gavrilo otvorio put kojim svi danas još uvijek hodamo, staza je bila utabana još ranije....
Veoma je važno razlikovati uzrok od povoda...danas uzroci više nisu bitni i svi se kao pijani plota "hvataju" za povode, u bilo kom konfliktu.

Eto primjera u Ukrajini...neki krive Zapad neki Rusiju...a šta je uzrok problema koji taj jadni narod sada trpi?

Da bi bilo manje sukoba moramo da znamo šta ih je uzrokovalo, i gdje je srž problema, a ne ko je prvi opsovao ili povukao okidač...Neko je pištolj već napunio i to ne na Balkanu već je oružijem počelo da se zvecka mnogo ranije i na drugim mjestima...
Da mu je srce uzavrilo to znamo, da se poslijedice osjećaju i danas i to znamo...ali da li je to samo zato što Gavrilo nije doručkovao... Mislim da je ipak to zbog toga što su neki drugi bili i više nego siti...pa su postali i malo žedni...krvi...
Na kraju krajeva nije Gavrilo pravio drednote ili haubice ili mauzerke ili aeroplane...nije čak radio ni u fabrici municije...bio je gimnazijalac...

[lovac]

Bravo mali - svaka ti je na mestu....!

Nego da se maknemo od politike - moj omiljeni italijanski pevač sa novim hitom

[Trifko]

Malo elektronskog zvuka za razgibavanje

[Bozo13]

[Brok]

Džoni i Van Gogh

[Brok]

Ovo je proglašena za nezvaničnu himnu GNU/Linuksa



i ovo izvođenje nije loše


Reči

"We're Not Gonna Take It"

Oh we're not gonna take it
No, we ain't gonna take it
Oh we're not gonna take it anymore

We've got the right to choose and
There ain't no way we'll lose it
This is our life, this is our song
We'll fight the powers that be just
Don't pick our destiny 'cause
You don't know us, you don't belong

Oh we're not gonna take it
No, we ain't gonna take it
Oh we're not gonna take it anymore

Oh you're so condescending
Your gall is never ending
We don't want nothin', not a thing from you
Your life is trite and jaded
Boring and confiscated
If that's your best, your best won't do

Oh.....................
Oh.....................
We're right/yeah
We're free/yeah
We'll fight/yeah
You'll see/yeah

Oh we're not gonna take it
No, we ain't gonna take it
Oh we're not gonna take it anymore

Oh we're not gonna take it
No, we ain't gonna take it
Oh we're not gonna take it anymore
No way!

Oh.....................
Oh.....................
We're right/yeah
We're free/yeah
We'll fight/yeah
You'll see/yeah

We're not gonna take it
No, we ain't gonna take it
We're not gonna take it anymore

We're not gonna take it, no!
No, we ain't gonna take it
We're not gonna take it anymore

Just you try and make us
We're not gonna take it
Come on
No, we ain't gonna take it
You're all worthless and weak
We're not gonna take it anymore
Now drop and give me twenty
We're not gonna take it
Oh crinch pin
No, we ain't gonna take it
Oh you and your uniform
We're not gonna take it anymore

[Brok]

Ovo bi mogla da bude himna svih vetrana, One od Matallice, ovde u izvođenju sa simfonijskim orkestrom San Franciska. Inače po mom sudu ovo je jedan od najboljih konecerata ikada izvedenih, i ako je u početku imao jako negativne kritike.



Stvar One je napisana na osnovu romana Johnny Got His Gun, u kojoj vojnik u Prvom svetskom ratu od artiljerijske vatre gubi noge, ruke, lice, vid i sluh... ali mu um radi odlično, što je ujedno i proklestvo...

Reči

I can't remember anything
Can't tell if this is true or dream
Deep down inside I feel to scream
This terrible silence stops me

Now that the war is through with me
I'm waking up, I cannot see
That there is not much left of me
Nothing is real but pain now

Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please, God, wake me

Back to the world that's much too real
In pumps life that I must feel
But can't look forward to reveal
Look to the time when I'll live

Fed through the tube that sticks in me
Just like a wartime novelty
Tied to machines that make me be
Cut this life off from me

Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please, God, wake me

Now the world is gone, I'm just one
Oh God, help me
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please, God, help me

Darkness imprisoning me
All that I see
Absolute horror
I cannot live
I cannot die
Trapped in myself
Body my holding cell

Landmine has taken my sight
Taken my speech
Taken my hearing
Taken my arms
Taken my legs
Taken my soul
Left me with life in hell