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Ministry
« Dark Side of the Spoon »
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1 | Supermanic Soul
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| 2 | Whip and Chain
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| 3 | Bad Blood
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| 4 | Eureka Pile
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| 5 | Step
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| 6 | Nursing Home
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| 7 | KAIF
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| 8 | Vex & Siolence
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| 9 | 10 / 10 |
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A. Jourgensen - vox, guitar, slide guitar, electronics, banjo, sax
P. Barker - bass, electronics, vox
R. Washam - drums, lectronics
L. Svitek - guitar, electronics
Additional personnel:
Z. Hukic (guitar, electronics), Tycoon (vox - 2,3), Y. Gage (vox - 4) |
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Engineers: J. Bacher, J. Dehaven, B. Kenny, E.
Nevarez, B. Kopplin. Produced by Hypo Luxa & Hermes Pan for Luxa/Pan
Productions. |
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| 1. Supermanic Soul
"take this first song and uh, dance
I mean this, uh, first, let's start playing and dance"
Well I just shot a man to death
I've got a bullet out of my head
He fired back and I can't stop
A final shot and a final breath
Afraid to stop and afraid to check
The smell of fe |
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Несмотря не некоторые забойные номера, вроде "Suprematic Soul", альбом поражает своей мрачностью и депрессивностью. Господин Юргенсен, видимо, слишком часто смотрел на тёмную сторону ложечки, на которой грел себе героин... Надрыв чувствуется уже в "Whip And Chain", даже в умеренно трэшевой, напоминающей Slayer 88/90 годов "Bad Blood" и восточной "Eureka Pile", продолжаясь в сумрачном «Кайфе». "Step" представляет собой надругательство над всеми композиционными клише блюз-рока. Семиминутная "Nursing Home" способна свести слушателя с ума своими атональными саксофонными семплами. Настоящий индастриал марки Министества! Завершается этот шумный, монотонный и чрезвычайно мрачный альбом электрическим джазом «10/10» - странной и неожиданной для Ministry вещью. В общем, альбом значительно отличается от того, что группа делает сейчас. Вполне можно рекомендовать желающим познакомится с творчеством банды. |
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Had him with a 2 inch shell
Well it's a brutal smell of death
Saw my reflection in a spoon.
I had it with my not approved excuse
I've got a supermanic soul
I've pulled the trigger in the record room
I've put a stop to his loonytoons
I've put him down in the record room
These are for you
Dead - break this
These are for you
Dead - break this
Dead!
These are for you
Dead - break this
These are for you
Dead - break this
2. Whip Or Chain
Don't wanna hear your voice
Don't really know if I have a choice
Don't wanna be the one that makes you forget
You're choking on the brain
You're choking again
Don't think we ever met
Don't think you offered up a godgiven name
Who did the talking, man the whip on the chain?
You've got pleasure from the seconds of pain
But then they get you with the burden of shame
The true measure if the one that remains
Don't wanna...
Don't wanna be your pain
Don't wanna be your pain baby
Don't wanna be your pain
Don't wanna be your pain baby
Don't wanna be your pain
I live in a concrete cell,
No soul is dead until we create a ??? mind
she ??? the exact time
she ???
and take the young boy's lip
she loves to see him crawl up the chamber wall
???
and with the eyes you covered
like a ??? hovered
???
and when they scream no more
she doesn't care for one more
Won't let you kill me just yet
Don't even care if there's a price on my head
Don't wanna wind up in a blood?
Don't wanna be your...
Don't wanna be your chain
Don't wanna be your chain baby
Don't wanna be your chain
I said, I don't ...don't... I don't wanna be you chain
3. Bad Blood
What's lies?
Full moon and thoughts collide
We look for answers in those catatonic, dying blod-shot eyes
We ask if vermin are the ones that already learned
Those aren't tears,
They're just bad bad blood
Just bad bad blood!
What lies?
No big surprise.
We get our clues from the ones who thought up they will conquer us
Are we too fucked to say the end is here too much?
We're in denial with bad blood
Do you remember the strain?
Do you remember the pain?
Do you remember who caused all the blame?
Bad Blood!
Do you remember me?
Do you remember us?
Do you surrender your dreams or your trust?
Bad Blood!
What lies?
He's finally come alive
Out of these mediocre plentiful things all the time
A steady stream of madness
Conscious to a flood
The clock is ticking for Bad Blood
4. Eureka Pile
I seem to find myself each time I run away
Don't give me vivid in some yester body (selling) days ?
Sometimes they reappear just like the sands of time
Or d'ya like some quick sand baby running off my summer wine
Same faces broken homes
Those memories have fled
All tears within me now are dormant or dead
My viens are bursting with a thirst that you cannot ignore
Alright Eureka's Pile
Now my saviour, or my whore
There's a lot that they don't mind when things aren't what they seem
I always wake up baby cos I always wake up me
My life may ain't come to much
Ignore my history
Least my Eureka Pile can see some way I feel
Ain't the way I see [* 2]
My Eureka Pile and me.
5. Step
I need help
I need help
I don't know who I am no more
I'm gonna get some help
Help me
[Singing:]
Step! Step, step it up baby!
Got a question for you: like, who, what, where, why?
Are we even here?
Or are we following alone like another lost Indian looking for his tribe?
Oh dial the phone.
We might as well find someone else.
???
Grrr!
[wails]
I like to apologize to all my wonderful fans
For sticking by me through such troubled times
I love all you so much
I wish I could take you all to the Betty Ford Clinic
Yeah
[Singing:]
Step! Step it up baby!
We gotta sell instutions of recovery,
We gotta kill distrubutions of the pills I take!
???
Grr!
Step! Step it up baby!
[...]
I love all my fans
Through these times of nakedness
If I could I'd take any one of you with me
Put you right underneath my pillow
[fade out..]
6. Nursing Home
The moat in my eyes never bring me no sleep
They just strap me inside with the demons I keep
Gotta leave me alone gotta let it be lone
Tired of living, too tired to die
Makes the sharks keep swimming when he don't know why
Gotta get the lean fin
Only thin that he wears
Nursing me to the movie that he shows
Nursing me to the bureau and the ?
Nursing me can't you leave me alone?
Nursing me in a nursing home
Sleeping and working and an old man
Come just to profit my feet with a broken old hose
Stop riding those rails
Stop setting those sails
He likes (boom boogie ??)
He's got an old trombone
While he's laughing at the fires with a broken beat phone
Got a troubled soul
But he's not that cold
[Chorus]
I've been nursed ten years in a nursing home!
Stinking on water i could use me food
He needed big fat gravy on the wake of pot roast
Got a fire inside
It's gonna burn him alive
Talking and struggle till the roof is blown
Got a bed and three squares in a nursing home
Gonna say bye-bye
He's gonna walk on by
7. Kaif
I love the silence I'm in.
I think I dreamed this before
Some lives seem so incomplete
Some just keep coming back for more
Where did the time go?
I can't remember how it end
Don't even know who I am
A fading memory
A fading image redrawn
Can't wait for ever more
Where did the time go?
Remember things I never said
I've seen the faces before
I hope the future is dead
The dead keep asking for more
Where did the time go?
8. Vex & Siolence
[INSTRUMENTAL]
9. 10/10