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June 30 ...Blo je super. Ma kaj super.. Blo je noro... Na 24ur.com so napisalo prav. Koper je poskrbel za dober ROCK KONCERT.
Bla je smetana slovenske glasbene scene. Res ta bolše. In to so tud dokazali.
Tabuji s zakon. Njihove pesmi, energija,.. Noro.. (p.s. Njihov basist je božanski.
 )Dan d so bli super. Res pa je da jih folk ne tolk pozna, pa je blo čut
sodelovanje sam pri komadih ČAS, ROKE, VODA, PLEŠEŠ. Drugod pa ne.
Kresnil je sekal. Bil je fenomenalen. On sam s njegovo karizmo, njegovimi komadi.
Ima tud zelo dobro spremljevalno ekipo (glasbenike) in res zaigrani komadi ku je treba. (Morm čim prej na kak njegov samostojen koncert, čeprav dvomim da so tolk rock nabiti kot je bil ta v kopru)...
O ja.. Na zadnje pa oni. Siddharta. Nevem kaj rečt. To je bil moj 2 koncert. Blo je noro. Nevem če so bli oni s dušo pri stvari (čakam komentar na koncert iz njihove strani, upam da so bli k če ne nevem zakaj to delajo) sam sem bla pa jaz zeeellooo pri stvari. Padla sem noter kot še nikoli. Pesmi so me znova navdušle. Čisto drugačna energija kot zgol cd varjante. LIGHT SHOW da ne omenjam, čista ekstaza (PRI VSEH NASTOPAJOČIH)...
zdej zopet vem zakaj jih mam rada...
 Povedano po pravici.. Bla sm zmatrana kot konj. Vse me je bolelo. Na koncu je blo kmlau res vsega mal preveč (ker so bli veeno 4 veliki bendi) in če greš tja in ne sam gledaš, ampak tud skačeš in poješ.. je na koncu res hudo. Tako da bom verjetno še kak dan brez glasu, s bolečimi nogami
in kot narkoman čakala čim prej še eno dozo ker sm odvisna od tega.
LIVE KONCERTI, LIGHT SHOVI, ČISTA MUZIKA, KITARE, BOBNI, KLAVIRJI, SOLOTI...
ČIST TRANS IN ISKANJE SEBE V VSEM TISTEM KAR TE OBDAJA.
pa čeprav si crknjen, zdriž, za njih, za sebe, za muziko. zato k dorbo muziko je treba podpirat.
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 Nemirno spim s slamo sem pokrit
Z luknjami v čeveljcih Lačen od drobtin V posmeh vsem njim Brez glasu pojem skupaj z njo strgano harmoniko Krivo a toplo V posmeh vsem njim Potem obrne se svet V soju znajdem se luči bogatih Si kdaj vdahnil parfum ki plava ob ljudeh drugačnih Želja stati z njimi z ramo ob rami zbledela je v temi Ostal bom tam koder sem začel Stran od sive množice Stisnjen med plevel A ne bom trpel Nemirno spim v svili prepoten Prenažrt obilne kuhinje Nasičen z davki in sit carin Kako lahko vpliven pri ljudeh sem tarča za posmeh Tokrat vse za dober glas Rad bi dal vsa čustva ven iz knjig Zamenjal delo za navdih Kako lahko vpliven pri ljudeh sem vedno v posmeh Potem obrne se svet V soju znajdem se luči prerevnih Si kdaj vdahnil parfum ki plava ob ljudeh drugačnih Želja stati z njimi z ramo ob rami zbledela je v temi.  __________________________________________________________________________________________
June 23 ...FOLK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
v PETEK 27.6.2008 vsi v KOPER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ob 19.00 KONCERT RADIA CAPRIS!!!
NASTOPAJOČI:
SIDDHARTA
 DAN D
 VLADO KRESLIN
 TABU
 PRIDITE NE BO VAM ŽAL!!!!
ROCK ON!!
June 19 ... I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word Now in the morning I sleep alone Sweep the streets I used to own I used to roll the dice Feel the fear in my enemies eyes Listen as the crowd would sing: "Now the old king is dead, long live the king!" One minute I held the key Next the walls were closed on me And I discovered that my castles stand Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing Roman cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword, my shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain Once you go there was never, never an honest word That was when I ruled the world It was the wicked and wild wind Blew down the doors to let me in Shattered windows and the sound of drums People couldn't believe what I'd become Revolutionaries wait For my head on a silver plate Just a puppet on a lonely string (Ooooh) Ah, who would ever want to be king? I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing Roman cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword, and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain I know Saint Peter will call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled the world Ooooh Ooooh Ooooh Ooooh Ooooh I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing Roman cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword, my shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain I know Saint Peter will call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled the world Oooooooh Oooooooh Oooooooh   June 12 ... Theres no time for us
Theres no place for us What is this thing that builds our dreams yet slips away From us Who wants to live forever Who wants to live forever....? Theres no chance for us Its all decided for us This world has only one sweet moment set aside for us Who wants to live forever Who wants to live forever? Who dares to love forever? When love must die But touch my tears with your lips Touch my world with your fingertips And we can have forever And we can love forever Forever is our today Who wants to live forever Who wants to live forever? Forever is our today Who waits forever anyway?  |
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