nije što sam bio tamo, i na stranu reganovi genijalni monolozi između pesama, ali ja se zaista ne sećam kad sam čuo bolji lajv album. raznošenje kakav zvuk.

Uglavnom biraju filmove ali bude tu i zanimljive muzike

 

captain ron ima snažan @Grobodan vajb. 

Jel kupio najbolje stvari 

Sleepytime Gorilla Museum mention

https://haydenpedigo.bandcamp.com/album/in-the-earth-again

da preporučim i ovde ovo za sve ljubitelje Chat Pile-a

https://meo44.bandcamp.com/album/salt-sermon

Edited September 25, 2025Sep 25 by kuruz

https://chatpile.bandcamp.com/album/masks

odlične i nova i obrada

moglo bi se u pestu ici

Ima fore da Brutal uleti klizeći ovde

ovo u becu je neka suluda kombinacija sa Carpenter Brut i Health

ja uzeo kartu za BP, kapiram da ce lako da se proda ako ne mogu da idem, deluje da ce brzo da se rasproda

Shame i dalje najbolja pesma i tekst u novijoj istoriji. Sve vreme mi juče pesma u glavi dok sam gledao scene sa praznika demokratije, znajući koliko je zveri među nama dok mi kao pizde obavljamo mrtve dnevne rituale.

The Earth felt cold until it burned red-hot in my hands

My eyes were truthful then, I was an ignorant man

The way the bombs explode, the way it tore up their skin

I was tryin' to spit, thought they were killing my friends

And the world was quaking open with all our fathers smiling

And the statues rose high above us and God remained silent

In their parents arms, the kids were falling apart

Broken tiny bodies, holding tiny still hearts

There are myriad ways to destroy human skin

Red flesh exposed raw over and over again

And the world was quaking open with all our fathers smiling

And the statues rose high above us and God remained silent

And the world was quaking open with all our fathers smiling

And the statues rose high above us and God remained silent

It stung hot in my eyes, the illusion of justice

It burned deep in my face, felt unbearably selfish

In my mind right now, it's just horrible darkness

Had to break away knowing no one can save us

All tears flow from the same source

The same source

All tears flow from the same source

The same source

And the world was quaking open with all our fathers smiling

And the statues rose high above us and God remained silent

And the world was quaking open with all our fathers smiling

And the statues rose high above us and God remained silent

Shame

Shame

Shame

Shame