Bells
oh tell me again
that i won’t be awaken by the noise you make
when you get up and go away
i wish this place was so silent
that i could fall asleep
hearing your steps
when you come closer to me
’cause last time you came
i heard the bells silence
and now you’re gone
the bells inside my head
silence
hey you could have said
all the things i had to guess
the slightest feeling that i was past
when you already were miles away
the noise is back and there you are
pretending you are not
pulling the ropes again
cause last time you came
i heard the bells silence
and now you’re gone
the bells inside my head
ring


Bells

Answer

Don’t call me traitor
you’ll never know what is about
when you don’t feel like want to
don’t ask for patience
I’ll never have it
’cause i know how time decieves

stop for a while
watch back what things have become
what gifts value and what they’ll do when you go home

try to remember
all the things you said
you won’t believe them as yours
don’t fill your heart with hope
it won’t last ’til bedtime
time will twist along it’s course

stop for a while
and do again all you have done
then say of it a lie
and wait to be driven home
by someone
you think is there, but might be gone
by someone
who will be there but is alone

Answer

Instrumental version of "This house" song.

This House (Instrumental)

Dear roomie

Wake me up in the middle of the night
’cause I think I must be dreaming
that happyness could be the next door
it is still alive on these walls

if this place screams desire
and smells like myself

so c’mon fill my bed
there’s enough space for two
if you don’t mind the teddy bears

then leave and close the door
try not to wake the cat
if you wanna talk you can leave a note on the TV set

I’ll be awake before 9 o’clock
quietly I reach the door
I have to work the whole day and
when I’m back I’ll bring you flowers

if this place screams desire
and smells like myself

so c’mon fill my bed
there’s enough space for two
if you don’t mind the teddy bears

don’t leave, don’t close the door
try not to wake the cat
if you wanna talk you can leave a note on the TV set

Dear Roomie

Water

i’m a prisioner of your icebox
you’re so cold it freezes me
kisses like little icecubes
do they melt near me?

maybe our love became water
one big river where we drowned

i know it’s time to move on
still i’m paralized
i’ve got nowhere to go
i’ve got nowhere to hide

the season is about to change
but i don’t even see you smile
you said the winter is gone
then why are we apart?

maybe our love became water
one big river where we drowned 

Water

This house

if we fill our home with love
go up on the roof and touch the sky
the stars we’ll look all night
my head is planning our future
my heart is here with you
it’s the beginning of both of us

but this house is full of goodbyes
i can’t pretend i don’t think
i’ll have to live my life
without you here

if you decide that the dream you might be leaving behind
is so much bigger than the love you think you ever had for me
take that plane, my head and my heart
and get away from here
i know you can forget me
i know you can forget me
that plane will cut the sky
and tear apart the stars
it’s the end of me
it’s the end of you

this house is full of goodbyes
i can’t pretend i don’t think
i’ll have to live my life
without you here

the pain you’ll cause
the broken home
this house is on fire
but i cannot leave you here

This house

One of a kind

for every day that i miss you
and every time i start to cry
it’s all because you are one of a kind
and you
i lost myself trying to find you
we fall apart, we break and restart
and all because you are one of a kind

you gotta know what you want to do
it’s never too late to change your mind
even though i think you’re one of a kind
but you
you don’t seem to even know
what is it about me that makes you wanna stay
sometimes i think you’re getting further away

i don’t mind
do you?
to see some more hope and less complication

you don’t know what i’ve been trough
to keep you here right by my side
i can’t believe you still don’t know that you’re the one
all the things we used to do
i never knew what was on your mind
i can’t believe you still don’t know
i can’t believe you still don’t know that you’re the one

in a new day i won’t miss you
no more sorry or separate lies
all because you are one of a kind
if you
remember the things you said you’d do
remember the things you said you’d try
everything that made you one of a kind

i don’t mind
do you?
to see some hope in this new situation

you don’t know what i’ve been trough
to keep you here right by my side
i can’t believe you still don’t know that you’re the one
all the things we used to do
i never knew what was on your mind
i can’t believe you still don’t know
i can’t believe you still don’t know that you’re the one

for every day that i miss you
and every time i start to cry
i lost myself trying to find you
we fall apart, we break and restart

i can’t believe you still don’t know
i can’t believe you still don’t know

One of a kind

You

it's always been this hard
you tearing us apart
i'm going home,
are you alone?
or missing me now?

too many times we played
you've always got your way
how can you say
you never wanted me to go?

you changed your mind as you always do
said you needed to search yourself
you lost me just to find you
you were not what you wanted.

our actions condemned our love
the lies you told, the one i hold
sent us to separate ways

i shut my eyes when you come near me
if you try to speak,
i pretend that i don't wanna hear you

you came too late to make amends
there was nothing left to do
when i nearly lost my mind
i decided to cut you loose

it was too late to make amends
there was one thing left to do
i got hurt by someone else
so i never think of you

it's always been you
it's always been you
it's always been you
you'll always be

Guilt + persecution

if i don’t show up for dinner
i’m sure that you won’t mind
where were you when i was blinking
why did you cast me aside

called your phone
knocked on your door
tracked you down
i’m prepared to make a big scene

but does it really matter to me
if you’re not coming home?
does it really matter to me
if you’re not cumming?

babe… it’s all in your head
maybe… it’s all in your head
how come you care so much if you’re not mine?

constantly imagine myself
as the only one you talk
they’re searching for you everywhere
but you’re tied up in my bed right now

called your phone
knocked on your door
tracked you down
i’m prepared to make a big scene

but does it really matter to me
if you’re not coming home?
does it really matter to me
if you’re not cumming?

babe… it’s all in your head
maybe… it’s all in your head
i told you: you don’t care. you just wanna be the good one

be the good one
sleep the good sleep
(it’s all in your head)
…
you’re the good one

Guilt + Persecution

That has always been the game

so we're running to one more secret
blame someone else for what was called mistake
and take those damn pain killers for your headache

messy is the way you deal with it
the troubles in your heart
can confuse your mind
and keep you up all night

that has always been the game
you fear the loss and never stay
so if it gets harder you can just run away from me

now we're about to lose each other
you don't know what's what in these mind games
little things are lots to take

that's the scene you chose to place us in
you dragging me down
and i ask myself
are you worth the weight?

that has always been the game
you only win 'cause i refuse to play
when it's over you will come back and i won't be here

that has always been the game
that has always been the game
that has always been the game
...

to tired to play

That has always been the game

Se o que te vem à cabeça ao pensar em rock gaúcho são bandas engraçadinhas, com nomes engraçadinhos, letras engraçadinhas e um visual que deixou de ser moderno mais ou menos em 1969, é melhor rever seus conceitos.

A Red So Deep – virginiana nascida em 2004 - pode ser portoalegrense no papel, mas na prática é marcada por uma herança genética que vai bem alem das fronteiras territoriais dos pampas. Ao invés do lugar comum e das tendências cada vez mais vigentes, o que se vê (ou, no caso, o que se ouve) é a essência de tudo o que se produziu de bom no rock alternativo na década passada, sob o filtro dos anos 00 e das experiências musicais e pessoais de seus integrantes.

O importante é que mesmo tendo pelo menos um dos pés firmemente fincado no tempo em que Seattle era Meca e camisas de flanela eram vestimentas ritualisticas sagradas, não há um pingo de nostalgia perceptível na música do A Red So Deep. Claro, não é difícil notar nítidos ecos disso e daquilo no som feito por Fergs (vocal), Junkie (guitarra), Rodrigo de Muniaguirra (guitarra), Saúl Farias (baixo) e Filipe Telles (bateria), mas nenhuma das várias influências fala mais alto que a voz da própria banda. O que já significa muito quando se vive em uma época em que ser moderno é copiar os sintetizadores do Duran Duran.

Nestes curtos (quase) cinco anos de carreira, foram três Eps: As Black Furniture Makes Cat Hair Appear, Heated, e o recém lançado Delusional Stakes. Ouvir as meras onze músicas que compõem o cardápio completo da banda provoca uma sensação um tanto esquisita de euforia e depressão: 37,8 minutos de música (segundo meu iTunes) boa é sempre muito pouco. O que fica é o mesmo sentimento de um final de semana de baladas bem aproveitadas: a ressaca e o vazio no dia seguinte são quase insuportáveis, mas você sabe que se divertiu como nunca. E sabe que no final de semana que vem, tem mais.

Tudo bem, A Red So Deep. A gente espera.

Por JM Trevisan

——————————————

If what comes to mind when you think about Gaucho Rock are funny bands, with funny names, funny lyrics and a look that stopped being modern in 1969, you better rethink your concepts.

A Red So Deep - a Virgo born in 2004 - may be from Porto Alegre on paper, but it’s marked by a genetic heritage that goes way beyond the territorial borders of the Pampas. Instead of the common place and the tendencies more and more in force, what you see (or, in this case, what you hear) is the essence of all good things produced on the last decade in alternative rock, through the filter of the 2000’s and the musical and personal experiences of it’s members.

The important thing is, though it has one foot strongly set in a time when Seattle was Mecca and flannel shirts were sacred ritualistic garments, there’s not a perceptible pinch of nostalgia in A Red So Deep’s songs. Of course, it’s not hard to notice clear echoes of this and that on the sound made by Fergs (vocal), Junkie (guitar), Rodrigo de Muniaguirra (guitar), Saúl Farias (bass) and Filipe Telles (drums), but none of their influences speak louder than the band’s own voice. That means a lot when you live in a time where being modern means copying Duran Duran’s synthesizers.

On this short (almost) five years of career, there have been three EPs: “As Black Furniture Makes Cat Hair Appear”, “Heated”, and the new release “Delusional Stakes”. Listening to the eleven songs that compose the band’s complete menu evokes a quite weird feeling of euphoria and depression: 38 minutes (according to my iTunes) of good music is always too little. What lingers is the same feeling as a well spent weekend partying: a hangover and an emptiness the morning after that are almost unbearable, but you know you have never had more fun. And you know that next weekend you can have some more.

That’s okay, A Red So Deep. We’ll be waiting.

By JM Trevisan

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