sábado, 23 de junio de 2012

Una parte de mí: Poets of the Fall

Hay unos cuantos grupos de música que los siento míos, que me identifican. Suelen ser grupos casi desconocidos al menos en nuestro país que escucha muy poca gente.

Uno de ellos es Twilightning, como podréis adivinar. Otro es Poets of the Fall.

Poets of the Fall (POTF) es un grupo de rock finlandés. Diría pop-rock, pero no es exactamente así, aunque sí hacen un rock tirando a comercial.

Lo que convierte a este grupo en especial para mí son tres cosas:


1. Los vídeos.

Cargados de simbología, muy creativos y trabajados a nivel visual.

Carnival of Rust

Lift

Locking Up The Sun


2. La voz del cantante.


Sobresale en las canciones tranquilas. Por ejemplo:

Stay

Someone Special


3. Las letras.


I have a knack for perceiving things.
I can see how it sounds.
I can feel how it sings.
When you paint me an image of who you are,
I know it's the best by far.


No point of view is enough to quell,
the rigors of passion in this world I dwell.
If I'm going to scale the highest wall,
I'm gonna give it my all.

(Don't Mess With Me)

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Stay, I need you here for a new day to break
Stay, I want you near, like a shadow in my wake

It's the little things, little things, little things, that make the world.

(Stay)

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Everything fades away, come turning of the tide. For your love I'm sorry. For your pain, don't worry. Everything fades away.

(Everything Fades)

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A foggy morning greets me quietly today
I smell a fragrance in the wind blowing my way
And ever further I run to find her
I yearn to define my life
Placing my faith in chance to meet me in half way

Back row to the left
A little to the side
Slightly out of place
Look beyond the light
Where you'd least expect
There's someone special

And she's here to write her name
On my skin with kisses in the rain
Hold my head and ease my pain
In a world that's gone insane...

(Someone Special)

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Come feed the rain
Cos I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust

(Carnival of Rust)

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Grow me a garden of roses
Paint me the colors of sky and rain
Teach me to speak with their voices
Show me the way and I'll try again

Without you I'm nothing at all
And life has the face of a morbid game
With you nothing seems impossible
It all seems to fit the frame

(Roses)

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I'd stay the hand of god, but the war is on your lips
How can I brace myself for razor blades on whips
When everything with meaning is shattered, broken, screaming
And I'm lost inside this darkness and I fear I won't survive

I could pray and trick with a double tongue, but the only fool here's me
I choose the way to go, but the road won't set me free
Cos I wish you'd see me, baby, save me, I'm going crazy
Tryin' to keep us real, keep us alive

This day will die tonight and there ain't no exception
We shouldn't wait for nothing to wait for
Love me in this fable, babe, my heart is in your hand
Our time is waiting right outside your door
And maybe tomorrow is a better day

I do not deal the cards and I play a lousy hand
I celebrate no victories and my promises are sand
Against all this I contrast you, when all is lost the war is through
Hey angel, dare the winds now we can fly

This day will die tonight and there ain't no exception
Why should I wait for nothing to wait for
I won't cry for my solitude, lay my head and dream of you
And hope that you'll come knocking on my door
And maybe tomorrow is a better day
I know tomorrow is a better day

(Maybe Tomorrow is a Better Day)

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For you it's a different notion of music and motion
A dance of lights, a prosaic ocean
A delicate, nearly transparent creation of somebody's soul on the screen
Has caught you in between
Of somebody's life on the stage and somebody's life on the frontpage

(Psychosis)

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As she is beautiful, she's unpredictable
Damned irresistible, is it plausible to hate her
She is my common sense, revels on decadence
But what's the difference, it's an impossible debate

(Miss Impossible)

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  1. Sólo he visto y he escuchado "Carnival of Rust". Cuando empieza el vídeo me ha llamado mucho la atención la cerradura, la forma de cara que tiene. Me gusta la voz del cantante, la música y las letras que he leído. Tienen lo que yo llamo "encanto". Me han gustado.

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