Sångaren i Ignite, Zoli Teglas, är delvis uppvuxen i Ungern. Något som har gjort honom till en varm anti-kommunist. Vilket visar sig i nedanstående låt.
Lyssna gärna här.
Ignite - Poverty for all
Sold by your own, October revolution
Out to the streets, to fight against the tyranny
In 56' we fought the occupation
The young and old against the Communist regime
The sorrow, a so-called liberation
The sorrow, a violent domination
Sorrow, the humiliation
Fifty years, the death of a nation
Poverty for all but freedom's the exception
The Proletariat, now the red Bourgeoisie
The murder, the torture, the terror, the famine
Fifty years under the communist regimes
The sorrow, a so-called liberation
The sorrow, a violent domination
Sorrow, the humiliation
Fifty years, the death of a nation
The price of freedom, is worth it to me
Fighting A revolution
Fighting for human rights
The Cheka, the Stasi
The human tragedies
The casualties of the state
Fifty years, a tragic philosophy
Fifty years, collective suffering
Fifty years, we're the casualties of the state
The sorrow, a so-called liberation
The sorrow, a violent domination
Sorrow, the humiliation
Fifty years, the death of a nation
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söndag 15 maj 2011
lördag 14 maj 2011
Eget ansvar
Ni som återkommande läser den här bloggen vet att min musiksmak ligger lite utanför mittfåran, både för konservativa och för människor i allmänhet. Sedan tidig tonår lyssnar jag nästan uteslutande på en musikgenre som kallas för hardcore. Genren är i sig påfallande vänsterinriktad, särskilt i Sverige. Jag kan dock leva med det. Särskilt då merparten av de band jag föredrar inte är särskilt politiska.
Vissa är det dock, men trots det så finns mängder av texter som, åtminstone i mina ögon, återger en borgerlig världsbild. Kanske beror det på att utgångspunkten och grundsynen är något annorlunda i USA, där de flesta av banden kommer ifrån.
Ett av mina favoritband är Ignite. De beskrivs ofta som ett politiskt medvetet band (vilket brukar betyda vänster). Jag har dock tänkt att jag ska lägga upp några av deras texter här de närmaste dagarna. Texter som i mina ögon svårligen kan beskrivas som vänster. Vi börjar med låten Epidemic (som tyvärr inte finns på Spotify).
Ignite - Epidemic
in these days there's no such thing as random violence
it's deliberate and premeditated, ignorance in your way
you're accountable for your own actions, life is the path you take
the uncaring and loss of respect leads to agony
life is sacred
tread softly in your ways
there's an epidemic
in these days
in one's own life not all bad doings go unrepaid
a life of crime brings upon you many unhappy days
you're at fault for your own actions, life is a path you take
the uncaring and loss of resepct leads to agony
life is sacred
tread softly in your ways
there's an epidemic
in these days
you are responsible for
your own actions in this life
whatever roads you travel
will lead you to where you are right now
Läs även andra bloggares åsikter om låttexter, musik, usa, ignite.
Vissa är det dock, men trots det så finns mängder av texter som, åtminstone i mina ögon, återger en borgerlig världsbild. Kanske beror det på att utgångspunkten och grundsynen är något annorlunda i USA, där de flesta av banden kommer ifrån.
Ett av mina favoritband är Ignite. De beskrivs ofta som ett politiskt medvetet band (vilket brukar betyda vänster). Jag har dock tänkt att jag ska lägga upp några av deras texter här de närmaste dagarna. Texter som i mina ögon svårligen kan beskrivas som vänster. Vi börjar med låten Epidemic (som tyvärr inte finns på Spotify).
Ignite - Epidemic
in these days there's no such thing as random violence
it's deliberate and premeditated, ignorance in your way
you're accountable for your own actions, life is the path you take
the uncaring and loss of respect leads to agony
life is sacred
tread softly in your ways
there's an epidemic
in these days
in one's own life not all bad doings go unrepaid
a life of crime brings upon you many unhappy days
you're at fault for your own actions, life is a path you take
the uncaring and loss of resepct leads to agony
life is sacred
tread softly in your ways
there's an epidemic
in these days
you are responsible for
your own actions in this life
whatever roads you travel
will lead you to where you are right now
Läs även andra bloggares åsikter om låttexter, musik, usa, ignite.
fredag 9 maj 2008
Ignite III
In Moderation
Too many people can't control reality of addiction,
runnin' all up hill, carryin' a heavy load,
a life of excess, abusin' every way,
your tattered health, price tag you have to pay
ambition falls apart, your health will do the same
Achievement falls by the wayside, an addict, family's shame
This world is ugly, a preachieved mistake,
when you have passed out drunk, usin' around your kids,
won't give up your smoke, it's too hard to break,
don't you find some courage for your families sake
she did not marry you to be your punchin' bag
I'm sorry son but I was drunk, why should I forgive you man?
Enough misery and hardship in this life,
why make more problems, don't you have enough
cause moderation is, it's the key to life
but there's many things you should not even try,
well, there's no such thing, controllin' heroin,
it will suck you back to pain and hell again,
stole from your mom, you lost all your friends,
your weakness left no opportunity
so if you fall again get your self back up,
just never give in and never give up,
if you fall again get your self back up,
never give in, never ever give up
So now you cleaned up, you live day to day,
your tattered health, price tag you have to pay,
stole from your mom, you lost all your friends,
your weakness left no opportunity
how can you be so weak, let afflictions win the fight
Addictive personalities be on guard the rest your life
Too many people can't control reality of addiction,
runnin' all up hill, carryin' a heavy load,
a life of excess, abusin' every way,
your tattered health, price tag you have to pay
ambition falls apart, your health will do the same
Achievement falls by the wayside, an addict, family's shame
This world is ugly, a preachieved mistake,
when you have passed out drunk, usin' around your kids,
won't give up your smoke, it's too hard to break,
don't you find some courage for your families sake
she did not marry you to be your punchin' bag
I'm sorry son but I was drunk, why should I forgive you man?
Enough misery and hardship in this life,
why make more problems, don't you have enough
cause moderation is, it's the key to life
but there's many things you should not even try,
well, there's no such thing, controllin' heroin,
it will suck you back to pain and hell again,
stole from your mom, you lost all your friends,
your weakness left no opportunity
so if you fall again get your self back up,
just never give in and never give up,
if you fall again get your self back up,
never give in, never ever give up
So now you cleaned up, you live day to day,
your tattered health, price tag you have to pay,
stole from your mom, you lost all your friends,
your weakness left no opportunity
how can you be so weak, let afflictions win the fight
Addictive personalities be on guard the rest your life
fredag 4 april 2008
Ignite II
Poverty For All
Sold out by your own, October revolution
Out to the streets to fight against the tyranny
In 56' we fought the occupation
The young and old against the Communist regime
The sorrow, a so-called liberation
The sorrow, a violent domination
Sorrow, the humiliation
Fifty years, the death of a nation
Poverty for all but freedom's the exception
The Proletariat, now the red Bourgeoisie
The murder, the torture
The terror, the famine
Fifty years under the Communist regimes
The sorrow, a so-called liberation
The sorrow, a violent domination
Sorrow, the humiliation
Fifty years, the death of a nation
The price of freedom, is worth it to me
The price of freedom, is worth it to me
Fighting, A revolution
Fighting, For human rights
The Cheka, the Stasi, The human tragedies
The casualties of the state
Fifty years, a tragic philosophy
Fifty years, collective suffering
Fifty years, we're the casualties of the state
The sorrow, a so-called liberation
The sorrow, a violent domination
Sorrow, the humiliation
Fifty years, the death of a nation
Sold out by your own, October revolution
Out to the streets to fight against the tyranny
In 56' we fought the occupation
The young and old against the Communist regime
The sorrow, a so-called liberation
The sorrow, a violent domination
Sorrow, the humiliation
Fifty years, the death of a nation
Poverty for all but freedom's the exception
The Proletariat, now the red Bourgeoisie
The murder, the torture
The terror, the famine
Fifty years under the Communist regimes
The sorrow, a so-called liberation
The sorrow, a violent domination
Sorrow, the humiliation
Fifty years, the death of a nation
The price of freedom, is worth it to me
The price of freedom, is worth it to me
Fighting, A revolution
Fighting, For human rights
The Cheka, the Stasi, The human tragedies
The casualties of the state
Fifty years, a tragic philosophy
Fifty years, collective suffering
Fifty years, we're the casualties of the state
The sorrow, a so-called liberation
The sorrow, a violent domination
Sorrow, the humiliation
Fifty years, the death of a nation
onsdag 5 mars 2008
Ignite
Ett av mina absoluta favoritband sedan ca 14 år tillbaka heter Ignite. Det är inte alltid som jag håller med om deras åsikter men jag har i alla fall tänkt publicera ett antal av deras bättre texter här på bloggen. Håll till godo. De spelar för övrigt i Sverige i slutet av maj, det blir femte eller sjätte gånger jag ser dem.
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Feeling alone kicked out at fifteen. Father oh… where am I going to sleep, I had a home now hungry, tired, filthy. You had a son and walked away from me
Met your new wife, Start your new life, You got no more time busy. From house to house I sleep on the couch Whoever has room for me
Being a man comes with a price tag. What happened dad you walked out left for dead. Negative thoughts became reality. Having a child should not be so easy
I pay the rent, brothers school payments, Your responsibilities. I used to be your priority, You got no more time busy. Met your new wife, Start your new life, You got no more time for me. I don't understand what kind of man Abandons his family
Well I'd rather you yell and scream at me. Because I can't handle all this apathy. Your life seems good without me. You chose your own path
I'm not the one, I'm not your son, At least that's how you make me feel. From time to time I use my last dime To see if that you're for real. "I'm sorry son I'm not the one I've got other mouths to feed". But for myself I'll forgive you dad I'll be the man you'll never be
Met your new wife Start your new life You got no more time busy. I don't understand what kind of man Abandons his family
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Feeling alone kicked out at fifteen. Father oh… where am I going to sleep, I had a home now hungry, tired, filthy. You had a son and walked away from me
Met your new wife, Start your new life, You got no more time busy. From house to house I sleep on the couch Whoever has room for me
Being a man comes with a price tag. What happened dad you walked out left for dead. Negative thoughts became reality. Having a child should not be so easy
I pay the rent, brothers school payments, Your responsibilities. I used to be your priority, You got no more time busy. Met your new wife, Start your new life, You got no more time for me. I don't understand what kind of man Abandons his family
Well I'd rather you yell and scream at me. Because I can't handle all this apathy. Your life seems good without me. You chose your own path
I'm not the one, I'm not your son, At least that's how you make me feel. From time to time I use my last dime To see if that you're for real. "I'm sorry son I'm not the one I've got other mouths to feed". But for myself I'll forgive you dad I'll be the man you'll never be
Met your new wife Start your new life You got no more time busy. I don't understand what kind of man Abandons his family
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