Crab In Honey

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DEBUT SOLO ALBUM from SONGWRITER,
WALTER MARTIN (of THE WALKMEN)
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Fully Illustrated album packaging by illustrator/ musician Marcellus Hall. http://www.marcellushall.com

ALBUM TRACK LISTING:

1. WE'RE ALL YOUNG TOGETHER (FEAT. ALEC OUNSWORTH)
2. WE LIKE THE ZOO (CAUSE WE'RE ANIMALS TOO) (FEAT. MATT BERNINGER)
3. I-M-A-G-I-N-A-T-I-O-N (FEAT. KAT EDMONSON)
4. RATTLESNAKES (FEAT. KAREN O & NICK ZINNER)
5. SING TO ME (FEAT. KAREN O)
6. THE BEATLES (WHEN RINGO SHOOK HIS MOP) (FEAT HAMILTON LEITHAUSER, NICK STUMPF, JOSH WISE & MATT IWANUSA)
7. IF I WERE A TIGER (FEAT MILAN MCALEVEY & NINA DONGHIA)
8. COSTA RICA
9. HEY SISTER  (FEAT KAT EDMONSON)
10. IT'S A DREAM

Sing To Me feat. Karen O

Kronos Quartet/Clint Mansell - Lux Aeterna, from Requiem for a Dream (2000)

میلیون گل سرخ
Alla Pugacheva
یکی از معروف ترین خواننده های شوروی سابق و روسیه امروز.
یه جورایی مثل گوگوش می مونه برای روس ها، ولی خیلیا هم هستن که دوستش ندارن.
توی اکثر آهنگاش یه جاهایی تغییر صدا می ده و با صداش بازی می کنه، می خنده، ادا در میاره و...
زندگی خصوصی و روابطش هم جنجالی بوده. مثلا ازدواج با یک مجری و کمدین که ده ها سال از خودش کوچیک تره.
همین چند ماه پیش هم که بچه دار شدن.
نسخه فارسی (فقط آهنگ و بعضی کلمات) این آهنگ هم که اینجا به اشتباه به گوگوش نسبت داده می شه در کامنت ها هست.

ترجمه متن آهنگ داستان یک نقاشه که عاشق یک بازیگر می شه و تمام زندگیش رو می فروشه و برای عشقش میلیون میلیون گل رز می خره. آخر سر هم به هم نمی رسن و نقاش تا آخر عمرش تنها زندگی می کنه.

اینم یک آهنگ که توش هی می خنده و ادا در میاره.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HQlCQoDQvVw



Алла Пугачева - Миллион алых роз

Black Out Days (The Range Remix)

This rockin' song will make you shake your feet and sing along. Fresh, groovy and totally compelling.

Down That Line

Rouge à lèvres, robe de rêve
Dans le miroir, la nuit s’achève
Quand le DJ monte le son jusqu’au ciel
Elle veut danser, jusqu’à perdre le sommeil

Ooooh, les lumières clignotent
Ooooh, le rythme la noie dans l’ombre
Son cœur bat, la foule devient folle
Qui aurait cru que l’année finirait dans ce rôle

Vodka et fumée, murmure dans le coin
L’hôte se brise, la folie dans ses mains
Il ferme les portes, verrouille les issues
Il n’y a plus de sortie, les cris suivent le groove

Ooooh, les lumières clignotent
Ooooh, le rythme la noie dans l’ombre
Son cœur bat, la foule devient folle
Qui aurait cru que l’année finirait dans ce rôle

De plafond tombe la pluie… mais pas de l’eau
Ça sent l’enfer, pas le show
La panique dans les yeux, l’étincelle suspendue
Un rire éclate fort – la fin danse en battue

Ooooh, les lumières flambent
Ooooh, la fumée aspire chaque pas
Son cœur bat, le feu grandit
Et la musique joue jusqu’au dernier éclat

La piste brûle, chaque note s’enflamme
L’étincelle tombe, le rêve devient drame
Quand le silence revient, dans les haut-parleurs
Résonne un écho : cette nuit fut notre linceul…

2025

La Piste en Flammes

We are good neighbors,
We keep things clean.
We nod politely,
We don’t make scenes.

We are good neighbors,
We keep things clean.
We nod politely,
We don’t make scenes.

I mow the lawn every Saturday,
Smile at dogs, wave at kids,
Keep my trash bins lined up straight,
And bleach my knives before I sleep.

Mrs. Parker loves my pie,
She says it tastes like Sunday rain.
She never asks what’s in the crust,
And I don't think I’ll ever explain.


We are good neighbors,
We keep things clean.
We nod politely,
We don’t make scenes.

We bury secrets
In garden beds,
And talk to God
Inside our heads.

I host a barbecue each June,
Plastic forks and bottled smiles.
I flip the meat just right on time,
Ignore the screaming from the tiles.

The Hendersons don't stay out late,
Their porch light blinks in Morse code lies.
We talk in riddles, trade dead plants
And never look into each other's eyes.

We are good neighbors,
We trim our trees.
We paint our fences,
We never bleed.

We hum to silence
Behind closed doors.
And praise the saints,
We don't believe.

I keep a journal made of tape,
Whispers stored in labeled jars.
Each one catalogued and filed
By scent, by hour, by the scars.

My therapist retired young,
They say he moved to Idaho.
But sometimes late at night I hear
Him tapping codes beneath the floor.

The grass grows fast when no one's watching.
The paint peels back to show the truth.
The mirror blinks, the curtains whisper:
“They always knew, they always knew...”
“They always knew, they always knew...”
“They always knew, they always knew...”

We are good neighbors,
We keep things neat.
We pray on Sundays,
We wash our sheets.
We love our country,
We fear the sound
Of footsteps soft
On holy ground.

And if the roses bloom too red this year...
Don’t worry.
It’s just the soil.

Good Neighbors

The Plastic FanTastics pay homage to some of the greatest musical artists that have influenced them and their music on their new 2011 release, "Acknowledgments Pt. 1". David Bowie, Iggy Pop, Alice Cooper, Brian Eno, Michael Jackson and The Beatles are just some of the legendary acts that receive the royal treatment from The Plastic FanTastics; creating a fitting tribute to these monsters of music history!

Bloodletting (The Vampire Song) (Concrete Blonde)

Prolific developer Jonatan Söderström and graphic artist Dennis Wedin have announced their newest game collaboration Hotline Miami will be released under their new joint label Dennaton Games and published by shady game cartel Devolver Digital.

Music by:

Sun Araw
http://www.sunaraw.com/

M.O.O.N.
http://www.musicofthemoon.com/

Jasper Byrne
http://www.superflatgames.com/

El Huervo
http://elhuervo.bandcamp.com/

Scattle
https://www.facebook.com/scattlemusic

Perturbator
http://perturbator.bandcamp.com/

Eirik Suhrke
http://strotch.net/

CoConuts:
http://www.myspace.com/coconutsnoise

Elliott Berlin
Coming Soon

Step into the neon-soaked underground of 1980s Miami as bizarre messages on your answering machine seem to be urging you to commit terrible acts of violence -- but will you obey? Hotline Miami overflows with raw brutality and skull crushing close combat as you find yourself outgunned and using your wits to choreograph your way through impossible situations. An unmistakable visual style, a driving soundtrack, and a surreal plot that will have you question your own thirst for blood. Bash and blast through over 20 multiscreen levels with 35 unique weapons and collect 25 game-altering masks in one of the darkest and most unusual independent games on the scene.

The hotline itself can be reached at +1 786 519 3708 or @HotlineMiami. Leave a message.

http://www.HotlineMiami.com/
http://www.Dennaton.com/
http://www.DevolverDigital.com/

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