[O.T.] Che canzone mi metto (in testa) oggi?

[Tasman]

Un trip..un loop infinito..

[dboon]

oggi mi metto in testa SPIRITWALKER dei CULT



inno wave anni 80 indimenticabile
che bei ricordi



mi son pure commosso,

nel gruppo suonava ai tempi Nigel Preston
uno dei migliori batteristi che abbia mai visto
son gia' 20 anni che e' morto

[Gamberone]

oggi si canticchia Canali

Sarà che forse sono daltonico,
ma devo dire che questo cielo invece di essere sempre più blu,
a me sembra sempre più nero,
Sarà che le ragazze con cui esco, hanno tutte i mostri sotto al letto,
Le ragazze con cui esco hanno sempre un incubo nel cassetto..

[imamaniac]

la follia psychobilly dal vivo




la gioia del punk/hc dal vivo

[xx86]

Ultimamente ascolto spesso i Lynyard e oggi ho questa in testa....mi ritrovo a fischiettarla senza neanche pensarci

[Termopiliano]

Anche io (come Gamberone) tendo ad ascoltare cantanti poco conosciuti (ma non per questo meno interessanti)...

Edipo - I baristi stagionali (versione remixata)




"Perché certe donne quando son confuse hanno un modo di soffrire che è lo stesso in cui si diverte un uomo"

[Bardamu]

Io mi son svegliato con in testa:



E poi mi son messo in testa quest'altra per smorzare:

[Stickman]

Anche io (come Gamberone) tendo ad ascoltare cantanti poco conosciuti (ma non per questo meno interessanti)...

Edipo - I baristi stagionali (versione remixata)




"Perché certe donne quando son confuse hanno un modo di soffrire che è lo stesso in cui si diverte un uomo"

[Gin]

Io mi son svegliato con in testa:

è tutto il giorno che canto il ritornello di questa:

28 agosto

grande Bardamu

[Miss Spring]

Stasera ho in testa questa (che, tra l'altro, è anche al primo posto nella top-five per il mio funerale):

R.E.M., It's the End of the World as We Know It (and I Feel Fine)

That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and
snakes, an aeroplane and Lenny Bruce is not afraid.
Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn - world
serves its own needs, dummy serve your own needs. Feed
it off an aux speak, grunt, no, strength, the Ladder
start to clatter with fear fight down height. Wire
in a fire, representing seven games, and a government
for hire at a combat site. Left of west and coming in
a hurry with the furys breathing down your neck. Team
by team reporters baffled, trumped, tethered cropped.
Look at that low playing. Fine, then. Uh oh,
overflow, population, common food, but it'll do to Save
yourself, serve yourself. World serves its own needs,
listen to your heart bleed dummy with the rapture and
the revered and the right, right. You vitriolic,
patriotic, slam, fight, bright light, feeling pretty
psyched.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign
towers. Slash and burn, return, listen to yourself
churn. Lock it in, uniforming, book burning, blood
letting. Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate.
Light a candle, light a motive. Step down, step down.
Watch your heel crush, crushed, uh-oh, this means no
fear cavalier. Renegade steer clear! A tournament,
tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions,
offer me alternatives and I decline.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

The other night I dreamt of knives, continental
drift divide. Mountains sit in a line, Leonard
Bernstein. Leonid Brezhnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester
Bangs. Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom! You
symbiotic, patriotic, slam bug net, right? Right.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel
fine...fine...

[rufus t]

Stasera ho in testa questa (che, tra l'altro, è anche al primo posto nella top-five per il mio funerale):

R.E.M., It's the End of the World as We Know It (and I Feel Fine)

That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and
snakes, an aeroplane and Lenny Bruce is not afraid.
Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn - world
serves its own needs, dummy serve your own needs. Feed
it off an aux speak, grunt, no, strength, the Ladder
start to clatter with fear fight down height. Wire
in a fire, representing seven games, and a government
for hire at a combat site. Left of west and coming in
a hurry with the furys breathing down your neck. Team
by team reporters baffled, trumped, tethered cropped.
Look at that low playing. Fine, then. Uh oh,
overflow, population, common food, but it'll do to Save
yourself, serve yourself. World serves its own needs,
listen to your heart bleed dummy with the rapture and
the revered and the right, right. You vitriolic,
patriotic, slam, fight, bright light, feeling pretty
psyched.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign
towers. Slash and burn, return, listen to yourself
churn. Lock it in, uniforming, book burning, blood
letting. Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate.
Light a candle, light a motive. Step down, step down.
Watch your heel crush, crushed, uh-oh, this means no
fear cavalier. Renegade steer clear! A tournament,
tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions,
offer me alternatives and I decline.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

The other night I dreamt of knives, continental
drift divide. Mountains sit in a line, Leonard
Bernstein. Leonid Brezhnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester
Bangs. Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom! You
symbiotic, patriotic, slam bug net, right? Right.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel
fine...fine...

ehi, l'hanno plagiata dal Liga!!!

[Gamberone]

Nobraino, la giacca di Ernesto

[neo71]

Fra tutte le canzoni di merda che ci sono ho in testa il ritornello di questa..

The pony express time is day by day

The pony express time is door to door

[CanellaBruneri]

oggi allenamento con blues-rock bello ignorante ( la musica più sofisticata, la ascolto quando mi drogo): tutto repertorio tranne questa nuova entrata

[Pim]

dite a miss spring che è tornato canella!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!