What are you listening to?

I've noticed that there have been a number of popular hits about comets lately in Russia with millions of views. Just thought it was curious, perhaps the artists are unconsciously picking up some "signal" so to speak, fwiw.


 
Roger Daltrey - "After the Fire"



After the fire the fire still burns
The heart grows older but never ever learns
The memories smolder and the soul always yearns
After the fire the fire still burns

I heard a voice asking what happens after the fire
And then the sound of a breaking window and the scream of a tire
And then the sound of a distant gun and the cry of a hungry child
The night is hot
But nothing's going to stop
This gang running wild

After the fire the fire still burns
The heart grows older but never ever learns
The memories smolder and the soul always yearns
After the fire the fire still burns

I saw Matt Dillon in black and white
There ain't no color in memories
He rode his brother's Harley across the TV
While I was laughing at Dom DeLuise
Now I'm cycling all my video tapes, I'm crying and I'm joking
I've gotta stop drinking, I've gotta stop thinking
I've gotta stop smoking

After the fire the fire still burns
The heart grows older but never ever learns
The memories smolder and the soul always yearns
After the fire
The fire still burns, raging through the pain
Blackening the promises, the tears and the rain
The fire will burn
Till the wind begins to turn
And it all begins again

After the fire the fire still burns
The heart grows older but never ever learns
The memories smolder and the soul always yearns
After the fire the fire still burns
The fire still burns
After the fire the fire still burns
The heart grows older but never ever learns
The memories smolder and the soul always yearns
After the fire the fire still burns
 
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Daria Zawiałow, Dawid Podsiadło, Vito Bambino​

I Ciebie też, bardzo​


Me too, a lot​


I open my eyes and go
I see one meter up ahead
Mown grass, boring day
I think I'll walk past a well known shore along the way
We're going to meet in a moment

Give me your hand, quickly give it
I can't say it in a few words, you know
Let's not waste time, the night isn't young
You have to know that I love you too

I know I don't want to be afraid anymore
I don't want to dance to a melody I know
I'm free
The wind carried me away already
Far away, where milk spills among the stars

I came only for a moment
I stayed for a few years
Fears held me by my neck
I open my eyes and go
You stand in front of me
Green grass, good days

I'll give you my hand, quickly I'll give it
Don't worry, the night is still young
Waste of time, but not for me
You have to know that I love you too

Me too, a lot
Me too, a lot
Me too, a lot
Me too, a lot

I know I don't want to be afraid anymore
I don't want to dance to a melody I know
I'm free
The wind carried me away already
Far away, where milk spills...

I know I don't want to be afraid anymore
I don't want to dance to a melody I know
I'm free
The wind carried me away already
Far away, where milk spills among the stars
 
Keane, a beautiful song about the process of estrangement. I was alienated by people after 9-11, but it's been ramped up big time after Covid. I have had many things happen in the last 5 years or so, where people have turned away from me because of what I have to say about world events. First it made me angry, then with understanding it just made me feel sad. This song sums it up, it's a very sensitive piece of work.

 
Official video for Billy Idol’s "Bitter Taste" (from the new EP "The Roadside") -


The bitter taste on my tongue
Too many holes, the damage done
It's bittersweet, black on gold
Talk is cheap, or so I'm told

I'm gonna ride this bike to the edge of town
Roll to the bridge with my eyes shut
And spit at the stars
And scream in the dark
There's nothing I can do to change it now
But if I cut myself open, baby
You can read all my scars
Read all my scars

Hello, goodbye
There's a million ways to die
Should've left me way back
Should've left me way back
By the roadside
Hello, goodbye
I was staring in the devil's eyes
Should've left me way back
Should've left me way back
By the roadside

It's a bitter taste

Jagged stain on my skin
Broken leg, born again
Wide glide, upside down
Twisted frame, my new crown

I'm gonna ride this bike till the break of day
Rolling through the garden like the fountain
Won't take it away
I'm not gonna change
I'm gonna live so hard, these broken wings
Will lift me to the sun so I can burn
Up in the flames
Again and again

Hello, goodbye
There's a million ways to die
Should've left me way back
Should've left me way back
By the roadside
Hello, goodbye
I was staring in the devil's eyes
Should've left me way back
Should've left me way back
By the roadside

It's a bitter taste
It's a jagged stain
It's a bitter taste
It's a jagged stain

Hello, goodbye
There's a million ways to die
Should've left me way back
Should've left me way back
By the roadside
Hello, goodbye
There's a million ways to die
Should've left me way back
Should've left me way back
By the roadside

It's a bitter taste
 

LYRICS

In the year 2525, if man is still alive
If woman can survive, they may find
In the year 3535

Ain't gonna need to tell the truth, tell no lie
Everything you think, do and say
Is in the pill you took today

In the year 4545
You ain't gonna need your teeth, won't need your eyes
You won't find a thing to chew
Nobody's gonna look at you

In the year 5555
Your arms hangin' limp at your sides
Your legs got nothin' to do
Some machine's doin' that for you

In the year 6565
Ain't gonna need no husband, won't need no wife
You'll pick your son, pick your daughter too
From the bottom of a long glass tube

In the year 7510
If God's a-coming, He oughta make it by then
Maybe He'll look around Himself and say
"Guess it's time for the Judgement Day"

In the year 8510
God is gonna shake His mighty head
He'll either say, "I'm pleased where man has been"
Or tear it down, and start again

In the year 9595
I'm kinda wonderin' if man is gonna be alive
He's taken everything this old earth can give
And he ain't put back nothing

Now it's been ten thousand years, man has cried a billion tears
For what, he never knew, now man's reign is through
But through eternal night, the twinkling of starlight
So very far away, maybe it's only yesterday
 
Daniel Lanois - "Still Water"


Sad eyes, sad eyes
Where you going with that confidence?
Sad eyes, sad eyes
Where you going with that confidence?

I'm going to where the boats go by
Caledonia river flow so wide
I'm going to where the boats go by
Caledonia river flow so wide

Still water, laying over
Still water, laying over
Still water, laying over
Caledonia river oh so wide

Wild eyes in the wilderness
Where you going with the devil in hand?
Wild eyes in the wilderness
Where you going with the devil in hand?

I'm going to build the bridges high
For working money, for working money
I'm going to climb the bridges high
Caledonia brother far away

Still water, I'm laying over
Still water, lay my body down over
Still water, laying over
Caledonia river far away

Sad eyes in the weary night
Have you seen your brother? Have you seen your brother?
Waiting by the river Grand
Caledonia river oh so wide

Going to where the rain falls
Look for my brother, look for my brother
Going to where the rain falls
Caledonia river far away

Still water, laying over
Still water, lay my body down
Still water, laying over
Caledonia river far away
 
Deep Purple - "The Aviator"

From the band that brought us "Smoke on the Water, this song is from their 1996 album "Purpendicular"


Riding on the moon-path
in the silver of the night
The fragrance on the air
was of another time
I cried in all my innocence
you were dressed in white
and even if I'd had the strength
I couldn't move to save my life

The fear and the thrill
of the beast at the window
The shivers and the chills
on the hottest of nights
he walked right through
my open door
As I began to run, he threw
some gold upon the floor, and said
There's plenty more
where that came from

I'm tired of the bombs
I'm tired of the bullets
I'm tired of the crazies on TV
I'm the aviator
A dream's a dream whatever it seems

I flew along the lighted street
I flew above the town
I flew in ever rising circles
ever further from the ground
As I begin to lose my breath
printed faxes turn a spin
A distant corner of the room
will open up and let me in

I'm tired of the news
I'm tired of the weather
I'm tired of the same thing every day
I'm the aviator
A dream's a dream whatever they say
 
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