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Today, during one of my solitary wanderings around the city, I met an old acquaintance of mine at the bar counter; it had been a while since I last saw him. In front of a light beer and stoically battling the mosquitoes infesting the place, we started to chat: a skilled conversationalist with a captivating flair, this acquaintance of mine knows how to capture the attention of others, seamlessly jumping from topic to topic with absolute nonchalance. However, after a few minutes, scraping away a bit of his logorrhea and self-assuredness, I found in him a good dose of superficial knowledge without depth, of uncritical citation where personal evaluation and opinion are somewhat lacking.
That said, the hour I spent with him was pleasant and, in some ways, "refreshing."
Back home, I dug up an old novel by Maksim Gorky, "Childhood." An enjoyable and occasionally interesting writer, he has, in my opinion, the flaw of not sufficiently seeking a truly unique style, simply piling up and diluting significant artistic influences without giving a personal twist to his artistic journey. He echoes the psychodramas of Dostoevsky's characters (without having his exceptional psychological penetration), aspires to the global vision of Russian society and history akin to Tolstoy (without his acumen and polyphony), and strives to find a writing style reminiscent of Turgenev's soft and velvety prose (without his stylistic and compositional touch).
That said, the hour I spent with him was pleasant and, in some ways, "refreshing."
I've just finished re-listening to the debut album by Black Rebel Motorcycle Club. It seemed like a fitting way to coherently close the day.
Tracklist Lyrics Samples and Videos
04 Awake (06:12)
Wanna feel what I touch
Wanna find what was lost
Wanna be kind
As you see every curse
And in a dream it'll work
Now you'll feel tied
Wanna praise with this life
And conceal without lies
I just need time
Wanna fight every need
Every push every string
Will you stand by?
I've been awake through the wrong decisions
I've held the ground now I'm gaining soul
I bit my tongue through the cold realizations
I've been accused but I've only begun
Wanna speak what I've seen
Wanna reach what I've dreamed
Wanna be kind
Wanna seal what I've cut
Wanna hear without rush
Wanna ease time
With your hand on your loss
Our scene truly cost
No one told you
And we grew from the day
Into night I'm ashamed
I will join you
I've been awake through the wrong decisions
I've held my ground now I'm gaining soul
I bit my tongue through the cold realizations
I've been accused, but I've only begun
Take me on, take me on
I've been awake, shaking to a rage
I've been awake, shaking to a rage
In the end only once
All you need is a touch
Wanna see love
Every thought you'll be shown
Every act will be known
I defend you
We'll awake every sound
Every chance I'll be found
I'll be with you
To the end now you come
Show your hands to the ones
To behold you
I've been awake through the wrong decisions
I've held my ground now I'm gaining soul
I've held my tongue through the cold realisations
I've been accused, but I've only begun
Take me on, take me on
I've been awake, shaking to a rage
(Take me on, take me on)
I've been awake, shaking to a rage
07 Rifles (05:29)
Rifles
I see the rifles coming over the hill
And if you shout maybe they stop and won't kill
But if you think like me
You'll be as dead as he
I see the lion crawling over your bed
And if you stay he'll make you walk in your bed
To what you're gonna be
It never lets you be
I see the colour in your eyes
I see the images I own
I see more colour in your eyes
Than the reflections from purple skies
I won't let you take him away
And I won't give to you the fires of hate
So I will never see
What you've done to me
I see the colour in your eyes
I see the images I own
I see more colour in your eyes
Than the reflections from purple skies
Now
You come alive
With the world at your side
Now
You come alive
With the world at your side
I see the rifles coming over the hill
And if you shout maybe they stop and won't kill
But if you think like me
You'll be as dead as he
Some day
I see the colour in your eyes
I see the images I own
I see more colour in your eyes
Than the reflections from purple skies
Now
You come alive
With the world at your side
Now
You come alive
With the world at your side
08 Too Real (04:55)
Don't want to see what all these people see
They all seem lost with what they've found
Don't want to hear what all these people hear
It seems to tell them there's no sound
Don't want to fight who all these people fight
It's only truth that's been denied
Does it feel too real
When everything you've learnt to love seems to change?
Does it feel too real
When everything you love to fear seems the same?
Don't want to waste away my life-savings
Too many feelings left to save
No need to talk about the other side
We learn to live our happy lives
It's so good, you see- just another day
Learn to savour all the same
Does it feel too real
When everything you've learnt to love seems to change?
Does it feel too real
When everything you love to fear seems the same?
Do you turn out the lights so you don't have to see yourself?
Do you turn out the lights so you don't have to see yourself?
Do you turn out the lights so you don't have to see yourself?
Does it feel too real
When everything you've learnt to love seems to change?
Does it feel too real
When everything you love to fear seems the same?
Does it feel too real
When everything you've learnt to love seems to change?
Does it feel too real
When everything you love to fear seems the same?
Does it feel too real?
10 Head Up High (05:35)
You feel, no one listens, before saying you're through
You fear, nothing takes you as far as you'll go
This song is not about you
The life that stands without you
Your body and blood
Your body and blood
You're leaving us all
I keep my head up high to ease my mind
Of all these true sensations
I keep my head up high to ease my mind
Of all these true sensations
I keep my head up high to ease my mind
Of all these true sensations
I keep my head up high to ease my mind
Of all these true sensations
You feel, nothing ever stays the same as it was
You'll take, no more remedies to force yourself true
You say, every motion and fall fail you too
This song is not about you
The life that stands without you
Your body and blood
Your body and blood
You're leaving us all
I keep my head up high to ease my mind
Of all these true sensations
I keep my head up high to ease my mind
Of all these true sensations
I keep my head up high to ease my mind
Of all these true sensations
I keep my head up high to ease my mind
Of all these true sensations
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