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| 1 | Temptation's Wings
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| | 2 | Lifer
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| | 3 | Pillars Of Eternity
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| | 4 | Rehab
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| | 5 | Hail The Leaf
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| | 6 | Underneath Everything
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| | 7 | Bury Me In Smoke
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| | 8 | Eyes Of The South
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| | 9 | Jail
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| | 10 | Loosing All
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| | 11 | Stone The Crow
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| | 12 | Pray For The Locust
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| | 13 | Swan Song |
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Philip Anselmo, vocals
Pepper Keenan, guitar
Kirk Windstein, guitar
Todd Strange, bass
Jimmy Bower, drums
Guest musicians:
Ross Karpelman, add. keyboards on "Jail"
Lil' Daddy and Sid Montz, add. percussion on "Jail"
Lil' Daddy, water pipe solo on "Hail the Leaf" |
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All songs written by DOWN.
Produced by DOWN & Matt Thomas.
Mixed by DOWN, Matt Thomas & David Farell.
Recorded & mixed at Ultrasonic Studios, New Orlean, LA.
Todd Strange was originally credited as bass player on this album. It has since
been confirmed that Kirk recorded the bass parts. |
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| 1. Temptations Wings
I feel the pressure, it lightens
To judge this spirit of mine
To be like the judgement
To be the king that is left behind
To hell with I miss you
I said I do it alone
Feeling the problem
A broken vision to call my own
I gave my life to reason
And now I'm watching |
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В середине девяностых Pantera была на пике своей популярности: только что вышедшие “Cowboys from Hell”, “Vulgar Display of Power” и “Far Beyond Driven” продавались миллионными тиражами, группа ездила в суперуспешные турне как соло, так и сопровождая виднейших монстров тяжёлой музыки, Даймбэг Дэррел купался в заслуженной славе одного из лучших гитаристов поколения.
И поэтому, когда Филип Ансельмо объявил о выпуске альбома сайд-проекта, записанного с помощью четверых корешей из Нового Орлеана, ожидания были высоки, ведь супергруппу Down, помимо самого Фила, сформировали участники таких коллективов, как Corrosion of Conformity и Crowbar, которые тогда пользовались устойчивой популярностью и даже грелись в лучах MTV. Но смотрели прежде всего на вокалиста, и видели в нём исключительно Pantera, и поэтому от “NOLA” ждали одного – очередного диска техасских «Ковбоев из Ада» с незначительными изменениями.
И тем больше было удивление почтенной публики, когда выяснилось, что Down – это даже близко не Pantera, вместо пост-трэша на вышедшем альбоме играет замечательный стоунер-метал, мелодичный, мощный, «качовый» и просто отвязный. Музыканты сполна отдают дань уважения своим далёким предшественникам из Black Sabbath, показывая, как бы звучали англичане, будь они помоложе, поироничнее и порасслабленнее. Вязкие мелодичные риффы, стильные гитарные соло, мощнейшая ритм-секция – вот что такое “NOLA”. И конечно же, великолепный вокал Фила, который лишний раз доказывает, что он умеет воистину красиво петь в любом стиле. Знал ли он, догадывался ли, что много лет спустя Down станет его основной группой? Вряд ли…
Итак, казалось бы, перед нами – классический образец обманутых ожиданий, ведь публика ждала новое детище "Пантеры" под несколько иным соусом. Но только самый упёртый поклонник «Ковбоев» может скривиться и поворотить нос от “NOLA” – уж слишком искренним получилось у Фила Ансельмо посвящение любимому городу. |
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Супергруппа, основанная в 1991 году, составленная из заслуженных мастеров американского тяжОлого рока: Phil Anselmo (понятно - vocal), Pepper Keenan (guitar, Corrosion Of Conformity), Kirk Windstein (Crowbar), Rex Brown (bass, Pantera), Jimmy Bower (drums, Crowbar) - исповедующих стиль близкий к angry и предельно агрессивному, так называемому, южному року - southern heavy metal rock. Иногда Down относят к sludge doom, но данный альбом все-таки ближе к злому металлу а-ля Pantera, на что дополнительно влияет характерный и всегда узнаваемый вокал Phil'a Anselmo.
"NOLA" - первый и самый успешный альбом этой техаско-луизианской формации. Успешный
как в музыкальном, так и в коммерческом плане - альбом достиг 57-го места в Billboard, а сингл "Stone The Crowe" вошел в Top-40.
В музыкальном плане это - тяжеленный, местами тягучий и в тоже время мелодичный southern angry heavy metal, при прослушивании которого понимаешь "откуда растут ноги" у таких альбомов Pantera, как "Great Southern Trendkill" и "Reinventing The Steel".
Материал Down, конечно, полегче, мелодичней, с явным привкусом блюза, но есть и риффовая
"Lifer", мрачная "пантеровская" "Bury Me In Smoke", стоун-роковая "Stone The Crowe". Разнообразная, профессионально сыгранная музыка. Ловишь себя на мысли, что может этой мелодичности и не хватало иногда "Пантере".
Все фанатам "Pantera" обязательно к прослушиванию...
P.S. Кстати, NOLA расшифровывается как New Orleans, LouisianА...
А альбом не 2000, а 1995 года... |
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My wit is falling apart
I can't shake temptations wings
I can't shake temptations wings
Bury my head with frustration
I look at others and wonder why?
Feeding my cancer
A broken vision that stole my sight
I gave my life to reason,
Now I'm watching my life go
My wit is falling apart
I can't shake temptation wings!
I can't shake temptation wings!
I can't shake temptation way
That's right, temptations way.
Temptations wings...
Temptations wings got me pale
Why?
2. Lifer
Free at last, I'm the past,
Undone in unknown prison,
I'm holding on. Peace and need?
A mouth to feed?
I'm standing way on
The other side. I'm staring
Right back at myself,
And through it's frozen image,
I'm laughing right back
At my health - Lifelong
Arms in knots, never spot,
My blood is fading
Arms in knots,
Never spot,
My blood is craving your world
On the world. Stealing keys?
Soul to me?
And to the Brotherhood with what
Writes the pain.
I'm staring
Right back at myself,
And through it's frozen image,
I'm laughing right back
At my health - Lifelong
I'm a lifer.
I'm staring
Right back at myself,
And through it's frozen image,
I'm laughing right back
At my health
I'm a lifer.
3. Pillars Of Eternity
Crumbling world falls through my hands
In my mouth taste bitter sands.
Grass is burning, pulse is slow.
Drip by drip my backwards growth... crawl.
Feed my hate.
And I'll die within my fade
Wine, song, women, birth
This deflowered mother earth
Planting, plowing, how she grieves.
The seeds that grow these dying trees
Feed my hate
4. Rehab
Long day lay me low.
Lay me low.
Head burning drunk.
I don't need none
That's right man I'm fine
But what I've got to know,
Is have I wasted time?
My eyes are blind
To almost everything you see.
And I'm drowning through sorrow
- you recognize me -
Be me for a change (fucked)
Under the silk,
In a box of pine,
And that's dying -
Not a single other life
Ever will have felt my price
Is it worth the risk to be revived?
And I'm dying, I'm hollow
- It won't deny me -
Be me for a change (fucked)
How long will I stay?
They'll take the pain away
On and outta my mind
Gimme some medicine...
And I'm drowning through sorrow
- it won't deny me -
Be me for a change (fucked)
Yeah, one more time...
Long day kill me long
5. Hail The Leaf
Brave River
I can't sail
Lone Feeling
That I might Fail
So I just, Smoke
Let me tread, Stoned
Sixth Hour
Fail to Rise
And I cower
In reality's eyes
So I just, Smoke
Let me tread, Stoned
(Smoke)
(Stoned)
I have fallen
Scattered away
Alone I'll Cry
Broken Shame
So I just, Smoke
Let me tread, Stoned
I can't feel you
You Can't breath
No more sadness
No More pain
Not what feeds your broken ways
No more sadness
No more Woe
6. Underneath Everything
Woe to me, battered man
Raise the monolith
Deities my spirit rise
Like days the world forgets - down the
Drain - laid to lame
A fool-ass hearty bliss
Borderline suicide,
Celebrate before my death
Your promised land divide,
That's why the world lies.
I give up.
That's enough. I give up.
I'm underneath my life.
Dog in heat, beware the street
Its there you'll meet your end
Poverty is not for me,
But I'll take her back again
To prove a point,
To laugh it off, to cross you off my path,
Grip the night, pull the cord,
A much inspired wrath.
Your promised land divide,
That's where the world lies.
I give up.
That's enough. I give up.
I'm underneath my life.
Carry me back from the war
And from the lord.
7. Eyes Of The South
Goddamn!
This time it's real,
It's a love that I feel.
I may be tainted but god knows
It's good to me, 'cause you see -
I leave my woes at
Stranger's road dispose,
And let the sun back in my face.
It's a soul sense of pride,
Good lord the south is blind,
But she gives me
So much suffrage with my pain,
I feel the strain
When I get behind a big slow day
I've fucked it all
Was that down? was that family?
I leave my woes at
Stranger's road dispose.
And let the blood back in my veins.
It's a soul sense of pride,
Good lord the south is blind,
But she will never
Let me go back to being sane
But please let me die there...
Cold world leaves me there...
Let me die there...
8. Jail
One day, the strain
I've never felt like this before
Our lives, capsize... I've never been... before my god
Why must you kneel for me?
I write for sight
One day you'll find me in the corner
More sublime,
But I still never died before...
9. Losing All
My brain distorts the pleasure,
No facts behind my eyes.
This pain I've come to treasure,
Being down has become my life...
Don't know which one is real,
Been kicked in the groin
I drown the way I feel,
Though I will to go
Losing all
I'm lord of misery
I'm king of the hill
I'm a broken man of the world
In a state of
My wrists are slit,
I'm losing all.
Gun at my head,
I'm losing all.
My bones are broken,
I'm losing all
Last time I had,
I'm losing all
Losing all
10. Stone The Crow
A bout of deep depression.
Can't seem to move it forward.
My lying eyes lie awake.
Not sure what I am after.
I never died before.
Can't help what happened yesterday.
I never stoned the crow, no.
Flip through endless stories.
A life of hand-written pain.
No one can share this hurt that is mine, mine, mine.
I never died before.
Can't be what happened yesterday.
I shouldn't stone the crow, no.
Ride on!
Same old city, same old tale.
No matter how I try,
No matter what I say,
I'm blamed, I'm shamed,
I'm judged unfairly.
So now I've died before.
It feels as bad as yesterday.
I never stoned the crow, no.
You too have died before.
I fought as hard as yesterday
I never stoned the crow, stoned the crow, no, no.
11. Pray For The Locust
[Instrumental]
12. Swan Song
My time, all my life
Some way, I saved
The memory, the pending,
The family, surround me
A god given time,
A god given gift of life.
A time to take away,
To kill the pain,
To give me to the ground.
The pills, the windowsill
Razor blade, great escape
So lonely, the feeling,
The slipping, the bleeding
Good lord where are you found?
Carry judgement way underground
I hear you laughing out loud
Should've changed my way by now...
Hero...
A god given time,
A god given gift of life.
A time to take away,
To kill the pain,
To give me to the ground.
13. Bury Me In Smoke
Windows are closing to keep me locked
No chance was given to find myself today...
My time of aging... wonder when I'll die...
But When My Time Will Come I Know The Reason WHY!!!
I have an escape, alone it keeps me safe and in my home
I have a reason, to keep me satisfied until I'm gone
Don't regret the rules I broke
When I die bury me in smoke
Under the world I wait for my fate
My soul is wasting beneath my blissful haze
My time of aging wonder when I'll die
But when my time will come, I know the reason why
I have an escape, alone it keeps me safe and in my home
I have a reason, to keep me satisfied until I'm gone
Don't regret the rules I broke
When I die bury me in smoke