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  • Underrated bands from ex-Yugoslavia on YouTube

    Mag 13 2009, 22:25

    I tried to find 3 representative vodeos of each one...

    Some of them are not SO underrated (over here). In fact this is a response on this journal --> http://www.last.fm/user/selcukalhan/journal/2009/05/09/2pkqec_top_25_musicians_from_ex-yugoslavian_countries


    Šarlo Akrobata
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    Leb i Sol
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    Urban & 4
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    The Bambi Molesters
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    Rambo Amadeus
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    Kultur Shock
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    Vasil Hadžimanov Band
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    (not exactly, but its their song and this band plays it good)


    Block Out
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    Smak
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    Slobodan Trkulja & Balkanopolis
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    Suba (Mitar Subotić)
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    Rex Ilusivii (same person, Mitar Subotić)
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    Darkwood Dub
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    Pekinška patka
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    Vlatko Stefanovski & Miroslav Tadić
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    Haustor (lacks videos -- upload please)
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    Darko Rundek
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    Bjesovi
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    Disciplin A Kitschme (lacks videos, upload please)
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    Boye
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    Videosex
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    Električni Orgazam
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    Ekatarina Velika
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  • Block Out lyrics translations

    Lug 14 2008, 21:33

    Again for my friend SebCameltoe who likes them very much, but can't understand a thing. Well, you won't be too happy about these. :)

    Block Out lyrics on English... Not so good as EKV translations I did, but you will get the idea.

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    Čarobni akord
    Magic chord

    We smell like death
    You and me and this third guy
    Mighty creature that personates cross
    He's laughing at us, we're already bought

    We smell like death
    Sick and angry, proud but conscious
    We smell like soon death
    And we'll live forever in the song

    We smell like death
    Or it just appears so...

    What
    Magic chord
    Is required for happyness?
    What
    Magic chord
    Is required for happyness?

    We smell like death
    I no longer control motion
    I am able to kill you
    I am able to kill myself

    We smell like death
    Or it just appears so...

    What
    Magic chord
    Is required for happyness?
    What
    Magic chord
    Is required for happyness?



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    Zvezdane staze
    Star Trek

    In slow tempo process of rotting is walking
    Brave heroes run over corpses
    Star trek, star trek
    Star...

    What a pleasure to look on happy faces
    Dogs are roaming and there aren't any pounds (dog catchers)
    System collapsing, system collapsing
    System collapsing!

    Is it fucking possible?
    Is it fucking possible?
    Is it fucking possible?
    Is it fucking possible?


    Misanthrope is quiet, has nothing to say
    Satire is dying in misery and sorrow
    Complete stranger in the city you're born
    Complete stranger...

    Only dead are not afraid of anyone
    But they can't remember their own name either
    With faith in who? With faith in who?
    With faith in...

    Is it fucking possible?
    Is it fucking possible?
    Is it fucking possible?
    Is it fucking possible?


    In national park but not near the end
    The plan for Easter is plotting
    The symbol is kissed, die or kill
    Die...

    Spreading of optimism is according to plan
    Women are pregnent, there will be fresh soldiers
    Marvelous picture, marvelous picture
    Marvelous...


    Song about dark days during the war. Totally creepy, especially last few verses.

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    San koji srećan sanjaš sam
    The dream you are happily dreaming alone


    Like everything is alive
    Like everybody is here
    Like nothing is quiet
    Let it be the first time

    Like everything is old
    And all the islands are here
    And what was never happened
    Only you have...

    The dream you are happily dreaming alone

    It's morning
    Heavy night. Legs made of lead
    Are carrying living dead thing
    Through castle chambers

    It's morning
    Private property of dead merchant
    In hands of that villain
    Without feelings

    It's morning
    Silver sweat on master's forehead
    Wakes up his guardian dog


    It's morning
    And prepared advertisment
    I'm selling or exchanging myself
    It chokes and scratches face

    It's morning
    People without immune system
    Light fires
    Warm their naked wet bodies

    It's morning
    Your brave kill yourself
    You devoured everybody's sins


    Like everything is alive
    Like everybody is here
    Like all never happened
    Like you have
    The dream you are happily dreaming alone



    Pretty hard to translate, but nice dark moods.

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    Protiv sebe
    Against myself


    Heavy dream, quiet steps,
    Dead darkness, leeks cloud vagabond
    Which is looking for
    Sum of signs around the jungle

    And your hands are gentle
    You softly rest them on me
    Your words are articulate
    I only need to believe and it will pass away

    I would never dream about them
    But something is forcing me to do so


    I don't have any source of light
    Only dark in my sight.
    Black hole across my eyes
    I'm afraid to take it off

    There's no reason for better world
    Everything I think up I create it for myself
    But against myself
    Against myself
    Against myself
    Against myself
    Against myself


    I know very well what I'm doing
    But I don't know why
    Everything's getting another colour and smell
    How many times did I start from the beginning
    And ended up in the same damn place

    My time is passing
    And I don't have much left
    My time is passing
    I don't have much left
    My time is passing
    And I don't have much left
    My time is passing
    And I didn't encash a thing

    Fear or anxiety
    I'm stealing your thoughts
    I work against myself


    Against myself
    Against myself
    Against myself
    Against myself



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    Trenje
    Friction


    Every morning when I wake up
    I am sure only that I missed the runway and landed on crops
    I will dress up quickly and go to work
    There I have seven hours of my spare time

    And do you remember when we kissed last time
    And cuddled tenderly so our lips shivered
    I wouldn't be jelous if I see you with others
    Leave me alone to cry, I am destroyed and tired

    Friction, friction
    That's all we have left from love
    Friction...

    My imagination degraded deeply below zero
    Erection is a strange thing when it becomes a habit
    Hold me tighter, grapple me
    It will last shorter and there will be less sweat

    Masturbation is wonderful even when I think about a tree
    And I let my thoughts to get me as far away from you
    I was so young when we were concieving the first one
    Now we have tree of them, and we love them like our own

    Only friction, friction
    That's all we have left from love
    Friction...


    You are listening to beatiful music, I vomit around the apartment
    You weave wonderful tapestries and hang them on the wall
    I go away on fishing, on football in the pub
    And I was always wondering what you put me in my food

    Long time ago I have worn my remote controller
    Read all the newspapers and fell asleep beneath them
    I am being dead for a long time, but no one notices
    No one needs me anymore and all, but all I have is

    Friction, friction
    That's all we have left from love
    Friction...


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    Godina sirotinjske zabave
    The year of beggars' entertainment


    What's wrong with you!?

    What's that on your wrist, such a deep mark,
    Will you solve the problem with nails, take a razorblade darling
    You have talent, you're not stupid, is this hobby what you're doing,
    While stallions whine on your ear - is there any passion?!

    For God's sake!
    Fall in love in a cripple and find out why you love him

    You just want me to play you music, to relax and forget about
    The past that feeds your ulcer and looks for a new victim.
    I am not that, you know it well, and I don't have a reason to be,
    Just one of the sailors of your wet interior

    For God's sake!
    Fall in love in a cripple and find out why you love him
    For God's sake!
    Fall in love in a cripple and find out why you love him

    This is the year of beggars' entertainment

    Now you're shaking, drinking yeast, thinking "it will pass", but it won't
    There's no blood, there isn't any, and it will hardly flow
    I don't feel sorry for you, I feel bad even when I think
    What will all pass through you until you consolidate

    For God's sake!
    Fall in love in a cripple and find out why you love him
    For God's sake!
    Fall in love in a cripple and find out

    This is the year of beggars' entertainment
    This is the year of beggars' entertainment
    This is the year of beggars' entertainment
    This is the year of beggars' entertainment


    I teem and you're drinking blood
    I am full of health prior to death
    Blink and go into new emptiness
    This is the end of one mistaken love
    This is the end of one mistaken love
    This is the end of one mistaken love
    This is the end of one mistaken love

    Your lifestyle is disgrace
    Which you don't feel because that's your name
    You leave marks on the wall
    So others can also choke in your shame
    So others can also choke in your shame
    So others can also choke in your shame
    So others can also choke in your shame


    This is the year of beggars' entertainment

    This is the year of beggars' entertainment


    Fucking shit! :) That's why I call them "masters of dark moods".

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    Vertikalno Gledano
    Vertically looking


    Vertically looking
    Down all, all is right
    Black water is not changing
    Black water is not changing

    Vertically looking
    Walking is the matter of habit,
    Only low-bred convention
    Only low-bred convention

    I am seeing all
    Which I shouldn't be seeing
    All
    From this point

    I am seeing all
    Which I shouldn't be seeing
    All
    From this point


    Vertically looking
    A little it lasts, a little it ceases
    Friendly persuasion
    Now I carry a stone for a swimming

    Vertically looking
    Everything is ruined and fucked up
    Jovial physionomies
    Believe and eat slops

    I am seeing all
    Which I shouldn't be seeing
    All
    From this point
    ( X4 )

    Vertically looking
    All is totally different
    Synonyms are loosing sense
    Synonyms are loosing sense

    Vertically looking
    I am a damn atheist
    God is my witness that it's true
    God is my witness that it's true

    I am seeing all
    Which I shouldn't be seeing
    All
    From this point
    ( X4 )


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    Najduži je poslednji sat
    The last hour is the longest one


    You pale, you wait, the pictures are fast
    Your tiny screen cannot recieve all of them
    The last hour is the longest one.

    You are nervously shaking, you are cracking your fingers
    And it would be much easier if you know that it won't be
    But maybe it will happen...


    Your defeat isn't huge, and return is tangible,
    Either you obliterate or not all your oaths and images.
    The last hour is the longest one.

    Roads are too long, they intersect and we will meet
    Smile, bow and say you are sorry.
    But maybe it will not happen

    I am not able to run away from you
    I am not able to run away from you



    I am not significant character in your fiance story
    and who created who and who looks like who
    The last hour is the longest one.

    All of us are waiting here for someone
    to tell us who are we waiting for.
    Maybe that one could even guess?

    I am not able to run away from you
    I am not able to run away from you


    And you are waiting in vain, your transport won't come
    He was here long ago, we were not born back then.
    Came,
    saw,
    ran away.

    And everybody is clear - road ends with a pit
    deep in it we sink, but we stink up to heaven
    And he doesn't want to take us out.

    I am not able to run away from you
    I am not able to run away from you



    Nice, nice. Religious song from agnostic point of view.

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  • Ekatarina Velika lyrics translations

    Mar 11 2008, 2:48

    Since our friend from Bogota, Colombia is a great fan of Ekatarina Velika's music, I agreed to translate some of his favourite tracks.

    Well, I don't think my translations are very correct, but at least I tried to achieve similar rhytmic effect.


    It would be nice if someone else wants to contribute...


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    Oči boje meda
    Honey-colour eyes

    Water's falling
    On your honey-coloured eyes
    I am boy from the water
    I have a taint below my left arm
    On your meat-coloured lips
    I'll let loose drop of my water
    I'll let loose voice from my throat

    Oy, oy, oy...

    And my lips on you
    And your hands on me
    I shove knife between my teeth
    And I change shape like an otter.
    And I wear sabre around my belly,
    And put down sweat from my forehead
    On your meat-coloured lips
    I'll let loose drop of my water.... water.

    Oy, oy, oy...



    Water's falling

    In your honey-coloured eyes
    I am boy from the water
    I have a taint below my left arm
    On your meat-coloured lips
    I'll let loose drop of my water
    I'll let loose voice from my throat

    Ay, ay, ay...


    "Oči boje meda" is swarming with emotions, I like that song very much. It is about foreplay, passion and sex... a little bit hard to translate all the metaphors...
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    Modro i zeleno
    Indigo and green


    The way I imagine you
    The way I imagine you
    White corridor and white table
    You tangle your hands with seaweed
    Indigo and green
    Indigo and green
    It's hard for me to change the face
    In the corridor of time

    In bosom of time
    In bosom of time
    In bosom of time
    In bosom of time

    How can I remain the same?
    How to preserve myself from changes?
    Only by the means of change...

    You sleep at ease and forelock on your face
    Provokes you to smile
    Again and again, I want to see
    Backwards, backwards, backwards,
    Return backwards
    To indigo and green, indigo and green

    In bosom of time
    In bosom of time
    In bosom of time
    In bosom of time

    ...

    It's better to talk about myself
    It's better to move towards new changes
    Only by the means of change...

    Song "Modro i Zeleno" has even more metaphors, and as I understand it (I think I do), it is about the "nature ways", evolution and simple rules life is built upon...

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    Ti si sav moj bol
    You are all my pain

    You are all my pain...

    You move away the curtains
    and look at the promised city
    The lights are turning on
    And desire smolders inside you
    The devils still peek from your sleeve
    And every nail conceals the poison of love

    You are all... my... pain
    You are all... my... pain
    You are all my pain,
    You are all my pain

    You question the oblivion
    And you rebut the aliby
    You change the role like your night garment
    On the fly the smell of night touches me and says
    Wake up, move on... wake up, move on

    You are all... my... pain
    You are all... my... pain
    You are all my pain,
    You are all my pain


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    Pored mene
    By my side


    In dusk the shadows get heavier
    And lick our faces
    Glow in the eyes is deep and unreal
    We travel with words and think with steps
    You and me, you and me

    In dusk your cold hands
    Cuddle my chests
    I am forgetting, I am forgetting

    That only you know
    How many of them exist...
    Only you know
    How many
    of them exist...

    Beside me (By my side)
    Be beside me

    In dusk I know you know I know (I know -> that you know -> that I know)
    All about irrelevant
    After hill is the field
    After field is the forest
    After forest is house
    After house is path
    Which is leading
    Which is leading
    Which is leading to you
    Which is leading to you

    Because only you know
    How many of them exist...
    Only you know
    How many
    of them exist...

    In dusk your cold hands
    Cuddle my chests
    I am forgetting!

    Beside me (By my side)
    Be beside me


    Some points lost in translation... :)

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    7 dana
    Seven days

    And seven days I am both up and down
    Search for me
    And seven days I am, find it, put it
    Expose me

    Let it hurt while it hurts
    With your hands grab your skin
    Beneath me tighten the fear
    And with nails snap in sweat

    This is the last time, while it searches and calls,
    that I will shut in.
    For few more times, while it shines and prays,
    I will bestow

    Hold me, love me
    Take mine, by hand hug my wet neck.
    And keep the time, and you for myself,
    I would be your brother
    You are my brother

    Break down, rely upon
    Break down, rely upon
    Break down, rely upon
    Rely on yourself
    On yourself...


    And seven days I am both up and down
    Search for me
    And seven days I am, find it, put it
    Expose me

    Let it hurt while it hurts
    With your hands grab your skin
    Beneath me tighten the fear
    And with nails snap in sweat

    Break down, rely upon
    Break down, rely upon
    Break down, rely upon
    Rely on me
    On me!

    (magnificent solo)


    The hardest to translate so far... Some parts don't make any sense.

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    Tonemo
    We're sinking

    We're past first days of waiting
    We're past first days of remorse
    I am not here
    I am not there or here

    While I drink your eyes liquid
    While I lick salt from your fingers
    I am not here
    I am not there or here

    We're sinking, we're sinking
    We're sinking, we're sinking


    We're past first days of looking
    We're past first days of remorse
    I am not here
    I am not there or here

    No, the days didn't wait too long
    The days were running and crawling and flying
    I am not here
    I am not there or here

    We're sinking, we're sinking
    We're sinking, we're sinking.


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    Par godina za nas
    A few years for us


    Friend and I are sitting on the bench
    Looking at stars
    We're listnening to the news that have just arrived
    Theys says we have
    Only few years for us

    We had the toys and we lived through all
    All those gambling games
    Those game for humans
    Invented by someone
    before only a few years for us


    Do you know how much I want to find you
    Do you know what I should have known
    Love me like you've never loved me

    Love me the way you've never loved me
    Love me the way you've never loved me


    We are living in the stories, defend, walk and celebrate
    Some irrelevant things
    Some irrelevant stories
    That were invented by someone
    In only a few years for us

    The words are not sufficient, just simple words
    To bring me back to life
    The touch is not enough
    Nor to know that I have you
    Only a few years just for us


    Love me the way you've never loved me
    Love me the way you've never loved me


    It grows like a hope, like a sea, like a word
    Like a motion, like a dawn, like a child, like a blood
    Like the lust between us
    It grows like pain
    And bites all in front of our eyes


    Love me the way you've never loved me
    Love me the way you've never loved me



    Great song about great things...
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    Srce
    The Heart


    She didn't touch anything that could hurt
    Her hands are white as ice
    Her thoughts are pure, she thinks she's in love
    She believes, believes

    She won't come in the autumn when leaves fall off
    She won't come in the winter when there's snow
    She didn't have a reason, she didn't have time
    To stay, to stay by me

    Should I believe that?
    Should I believe that?

    I didn't say anything with a meaning
    I didn't find the right word
    That could bind us, that could hurt
    In which I believe, believe

    She won't come in the autumn when leaves fall off
    She won't come in the winter when there's snow
    She didn't have courage, she didn't have time
    To stay, to stay by me

    Should I believe that?
    Should I believe that?

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    Iznad grada
    Above the town


    We ate every kernel
    Put the entire night into our bosoms
    Drank everything to the last drop
    Dry lips blow into the sails

    We're traveling above the town
    The town is smiling
    Watching us
    We're escaping into a new morning
    Above the town
    Below us

    Above the town....


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    Zid
    Wall


    First kiss those unfortunate
    Then calm down the restless
    For the dolls saw small clothes
    And tighten bows for the hunters

    Find me, find me
    In room where the day is dying

    In my cold rainy rooms
    On the wall the drawing of black blackness
    This is the wall, this is the wall
    From black, dead, empty deadness

    Find me, find me
    In room where the day is dying

    We are free
    We are free, I am
    Born completely alone
    Born completely alone


    Reconcile dogs and cats with words
    Feed the hungry with your eyes
    Touch with palm untouchables
    And save elusive us

    Find me, find me
    In room where the day is dying

    Ride the wind towards the hills
    In the hill is rock, salt in bosoms
    This is the wall, this is the wall
    On the wall shadows of our years

    Find me, find me
    In room where the day is dying

    We are free
    We are free, I am
    Born completely alone
    Born completely alone


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    Jesen
    Autumn


    Autumn, in skin comes to me, autumn
    Autumn, in fur comes to me, autumn
    I think about fruit and I think of her
    I think about yellow, food and mold


    See, maybe the autumn is coming
    Seek, and you will find inside yourself a rotten oak
    Up inside us is flood of words
    Down inside us is autumn fear



    Such a good song. It might be about heroin addiction, I'm not sure.

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    Just let me play some modern r'n'r music
    Just let me play some modern r'n'r music


    Forget the past, forget the fear
    Forget feeling connected to the lower stomach
    And when you do, do not lean on past glory
    And when you think, rely on your head
    Forget the past, forget the fear

    Do not ask too much from people
    Everyone got their food through navel
    And when you eat don't swallow your fingers
    And when you kiss this might be your lips
    Remember with whom you are, remember where


    Now it is not time like before
    This is the time for changes
    Forget the past and declare
    Are there any changes in your head

    Everybody taught you the same
    We are living damn clean
    We have always been right,
    Right, right ... Just let me play some modern


    We have had enough being food for thieves
    We have had enough drinking from the same glass
    And herpes galls the corner of our mouth
    And our hearts are left abandoned at the end
    Remember with whom you are, remember where


    Now it is not time like before
    This is the time for changes
    Forget the past and declare
    Are there any changes in your head

    Everybody taught you the same
    We are living damn clean
    We have always been right,
    Right, right ... Just let me play some modern


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  • Spisak Pesama: Live, Mladenovac, 29.10.1993.

    Gen 11 2008, 22:04

    01 Ona sve zna
    02 Ona zivi na brdu
    03 Zemljotres
    04 Hipnotisana gomila
    05 1000 godina
    06 Hocu da znam
    07 Kreni prema meni
    08 Ulicni hodac
  • Spisak Pesama: Live, Beograd, FLU, 17.5.1986.

    Gen 11 2008, 22:02

    01 Hej ti, dole u mraku
    02 Hej bejbe povezi me na more
    03 Kako je tesko bez tebe
    04 Ona zivi na brdu
    05 1000 godina
    06 Kraljica (Nista ti ne treba)
    07 Ti moras biti moja
    08 Stoj Dzoni
    09 Ulicni hodac
  • Spisak Pesama: Live, Sarajevo, 7.3.1987.

    Gen 11 2008, 21:56

    01 Pet ispod nule
    02 Ja se ne vracam
    03 Nema cure
    04 Meseceva kci
    05 Ona zivi na brdu
    06 Stoj Dzoni
    07 1000 godina
    08 Ti moras biti moja
    09 1000 zvezda
    10 Veceras
    11 Ulicni hodac
  • Lepo je imati mali hard disk

    Gen 10 2008, 14:24

    ...
    Mucim se sa ovim mojim drajvom, 60 gigabajta, od toga je 40 gigabajta muzika, a u ostalih 20 mora da stane sve ostalo sto mi treba. :) Ponekad zbog toga neka muzika odleti i na DVD, a posto nemam naviku da susam sa diskova, prilicno ostane zapostavljena.

    I tako, probudim se ja jutros, rek'o znam da sam pre odlaska na Tajland narezao jedan DVD koji sam markirao sa "!!!" jer sam na njega narezao mjuz koji bas slusam, a bilo mi je frka sa mestom. Opa, eto ga Pearl Jam na njemu... Odvrnem pojacalo i pustim svoj omiljeni album: Vitalogy.

    Wow! Kako dobar album, a koliko dugo ga nisam slusao! Last exit, Spin the black circle, Not for you... Prilicno energican pocetak, a nije me naterao da skacem po sobi vec...

    Doveo me je u ono stanje... Kao da mi se dusa kovitla po grudima, kost u grlu, neka preterana nostalgija, nisam daleko ni da zaplacem... Glava tu najmanje ima veze, kao da ne razmisljam vise, kao da su prisutni samo dusa i srce. A srce kuca kao ludo.

    Divan, divan jedan osecaj. Citav smisao muzike te pogodi u trenutku. Imam utisak da je to jedan momenat koji te ostavi srecnim prilicno dugo, kao da unapredjuje kvalitet zivota.



    Moracu da pocnem da vadim diskove iz prasine. Za danas ce biti dovoljan ovaj, ceka me Ten, Yield. Nisam jos pogledao ni sta imam od artista ovde na disku, odmah sam navalio na ove, kao i kad sam imao 17 godina. :)

    Znaci drzati svu muziku na hard disku, kako sam tezio do sada, ipak nje odgovor. Citava ta dostupnost pesme na dva klika misem prilicno umanjuje sugestivnost muzike.

    Zbog toga i imam kolekciju ploca: nista lepse nego kada pretrazis 300 i kusur ploca trazeci bas onu jednu koju si smislio, pa je onda NADJES, pa izvuces iz omota, iz kesice, obrises, stavis na gramofon, uhvatis iglu i pustis...

    Samo nisam znao da je slican ritual moguc i sa MP3 formatom.
  • mp3 tag < MusicBrainz.org >

    Gen 5 2008, 2:08

    Danas sam ukapirao koliko je u stvari vazno imati korektan MP3 tag na last.fm-u da bi statistika odradila svoje.

    Hvala bogu sto postoji sajt/servis Musicbrainz koji sadrzi ogromnu bazu korektno ispunjenih ID3 tagova.

    I resio sam da instaliram neki Musicbrainz klijent i organizujem i sredim svoju kolekciju, sto nije nimalo naivan posao.
    Prvo sam skinuo Picard sa oficijalnog MusicBrainz sajta, koji je multiplatformski (Win32, Linux, MacOS...). Napisan je u Pythonu i primecujem da zaista tuzno sporo radi.
    Potrazio sam jos neki klijent za Linux i medju malobrojnima je Pinky, koji se hvali da je mnogo brzi od Picarda... Krenuo sam da ga instaliram, ali naravno nastao je "dependency nightmare", koji me tooooliiiko voli... Sad mi trazi neki Neon paket, odustajem od njega, grrrr....

    Cini mi se da cu sredjivanje odraditi uglavnom rucno, u Amarok-u je ipak to relativno lako jer poseduje komande nad skupom pesama. U nekim slucajevima cu koristiti Picard, ali i nije toliko primamljivo...

    Mission failed. :)
  • Sergej i kompanija

    Gen 5 2008, 1:38

    (ovo je od pre par dana, ali moze da posluzi)

    'Ebeni kablovski internet (aha, vec sam poceo!) ne radi kada je upaljen televizor!!! Sutra, tj. danas zovem ove iz KDSa.

    Tako da dok ja skidam i surfujem, morao sam Mini i Branku da pustim neku muziku, da im ne bude prazno u sobi. Kompromis je nadjen, pa se Sergej Cetkovic vrteo negde 3 sata. Iskljucio sam submit na last.fm da me ne blamira posle sa nekim diskutabilnim komsijama. :)

    Doduse, moram da priznam da nije tako los. Cak mi se za nijansu vise svidja i od Vlade Georgijeva. A slusao sam obojicu uzivo (na Grozdjenbalu), i mislim da Sergej ima bolju ekipu oko sebe. Secam se da sam komentarisao da bubnjar razbija.

    Veceras sam odlucio da radim na TuxGuitar projektu, tako da mi nije preterano ni bitno sta slusam, kad sam skoncentrisan. Evo sad pustam Ella Fitzgerald tiho... ah, moram priznati da mi vise prija. :)