Kalashnikov - Tiananmen

Album: Oh Yeah Motherfucker!
Track nr: 3
Duration: 4:32
Year: 2007
Genre: "War Time Rock 'n Roll"




Kalashnikov's gonna tell you a litle bed time story now
The kind of story you don't want to tell your children at night
A story where thousands of people die

The place was China
And the year 1989
A bunch of students
Occupied a square
In the center of town
Asking for no much than
Peace and democrocy

But China is a big country
They don't want no fucking
Pussy democracy there
So they sent the army:

Tiananmen Tiananmen
Kill another yellow man

It Was in the first hours
of the morning
When the tanks and the soldiers
Start to shoot over
Tiananmen square
The great Majority
of the students
Were only sleeping at the time
they died whithout knowing
that the men who killed
them were their own blood

Tiananmen Tiananmen
Kill another yellow man

"This is no fucking Hollywood production"

dEUS - Suds & Soda

Album: Worst Case Scenario
Track nr: 2
Duration: 5:14
Year: 1994
Genre: Alternative






Your head come on is dead and gone
it might as well be said so long
It's suds and soda a brain decoder
and can I wait for my decoder

Get off get up you son of pop
the light below is bright on top
It's suds and soda a smile decoder
and can I get yeah what I ordered?

And there's always something in the airsometimes,
suds & soda mix OK with beercan I,can I break your sentiment

Oohhh, you're just reminding me
can't see no person there
Just wanna shout what the fuck...

Jimmy Dean is Halloween
like kerosene for dee dee scene
It's suds and soda a brain decoder
and can I skip this thing I ordered

Get off get up you son of pop
the light below is bright on top
It's suds and soda a vibe decoder
and can I get yeah what I ordered?

And there's always something in the air
sometimes,
suds & soda mix OK with beer
can I
can I break your sentiment

Ohh, you're just reminding me
can't see no person there
Just wanna shout what the fuck...

And there's always something in the air

Your face come on is dead and gone
you might as well be said so long
It's suds and soda a brain decoder
and can I wait for my devoter

Get off get up you son of pop
the light below is bright on top
It's suds and soda a smile decoder
and can I skip yeah what I ordered?
and can I break your sentiment

So can I break your sentiment
Friday, Friday

Yes. dEUS again. I want to remember their good old days.
Sounded so much better with Stef Kamil Carlens...

dEUS - Sister Dew

Album: Ideal Crash
Track nr: 2
Duration: 5:35
Year: 1999
Genre: Alternative




Oh my sweet Sister Dew what have I done?
All my life I've only loved the one.
I was taught to be tolerant and plain
I was taught a million things I can't explain.

It must have been the hatred in her eyes
It must have been the power to her lies
Sister tell me there's a place where I can hide

Oh my sweet this is how it did unfold
no my body never felt so calm and cold.
All around us there were people in the park.
No my senses never felt so clear and stark.

And I swear that she saw it in my way
and I'm sure that she heard it in my voice
Sister tell me please I didn't have a choice.

I enjoyed to see her being idle
she never had no worries, nothing vital
from the day I met her to the final... afternoon.
There was something there I can't describe it
we were kicking ass we didn't fight it.
She never once suspected, that she had it... coming soon.

Oh my sweet Sister Dew what have I done?
all my life I've only loved the one.
I was raised with compassion and they said
I was loved for the loving that I spread

Now the only thing remaining is this chill.
and the only emptiness I need to fill
is understanding what it is that made me KILL.

Haaahaaah-haaahaaah-haaahaaah-haaahaaah

Please forgive me if I keep on smiling
but every sad story has a funny side in
from that moment on I felt like crying... every day.
All around us there were people screaming
For half a second I thought I was dreaming
my baby looked at me her eyes were beaming,
I walked away.

Oh my sweet Sister Dew what have I done?
All my life I've never loved no one.
So it dawned on me this should be the place
now the only thing I crave is an embrace.

So let your tender wisdom be mine
and let me come to you like a child
I'd like to stick around here for a while

Casablanca (1942)

If you haven't seen it... turn off your bloody computer and go buy it.
(I didn't say go rent it cause I wouldn't want you spending money twice)

PJ Harvey - Down by the water

I lost my heart, under the bridge
To that little girl, so much to me
And now I moan, and now I holler
She'll never know, just what I found

That blue eyed girl, she said "No more"
That blue eyed girl, became blue eyed whore
Down by the water, I took her hand
Just like my daughter, I'll see her again

Oh, help me, Jesus, come through the storm
I had to lose her, to do her harm
I heard her holler, I heard her moan
My lovely daughter, I took her home

Little fish, big fish, swimming in the water
Come back here, man, gimme my daughter

Monty Python - Silly Job Interview

A Closer Look At John Lyndon

Einstürzende Neubauten - Sabrina

Album: Silence Is Sexy
Track nr: 1
Duration: 4:39
Year: 2000
Genre: Experimental




It's not the red of the dying sun
The morning sheets' surprising stain
It's not the red of which we bleed
The red of cabernet savignon
A world of ruin all in vain

It's not that red (3x)

It's not as golden as Zeus's famous shower
It's doesn't, not at all, come from above
It's in the open but it doesn't get stolen

It's not that gold

It's not as golden as memory
Or the age of the same name

It's not that gold (3x)
It's not gold at all

I wish that would be your color (3x)
Your color, I wish

It is as black as Malevich's square
The cold furnace in which we stare
A high pitch on a future scale
It is a starless winter night's tale
It suits you well

It is that black (4x)

I wish this would be your color
...
Your color, I wish

Einstürzende Neubauten - Was Ist Ist (live)

What Is Is
Two things are endless: ignorance and space
None . . . . . . , just . . . . . everywhere
More . . . . . . and . . . . abound
Just love and the weather never, never end
We demand some change in our orbit
absolute liberation from Newton's gravitational mania
no gravitational bodily harm, or else flying's a heavy task
Put an end to continental drift, bring back Pangaea
What is is
What is not is possible
Just what is not is possible
We demand more . . . with our . . . charm
More . . . and . . . , pears, marzipan
We want even more . . , substances illegal
No monday leftovers, five-star minimum
A first-class bonus ticket from . . to Berlin
A crate of champagne, eco-vodka, eco-gin
A world house without walls, there must be enough space
A morning without hangover, no regrets, not alone
What is is
What is not is possible
Just what is not is possible
We demand a sundown for the Occident
Dance capacity, inexhaustible, the night after finds no end
without . . . . . . and beyond critique
a completely empty sky, enriched with music
We pencil black figures into our utopian calculation
We demand a deft hand and the appropriate touch
In the daytime stars as well, more stars in general
And today yesterday's men for underground work
What is is
What is not is possible
Just what is not is possible
We want to nibble, kindle, armble, gambol all along the edge
bulimic diet for the whole governing body
and . . . . . . . no lettuce heads
prison for John Everyman for forgery and treason
We demand letters are put back in the alphabet
so the likes of me can think amid the Babylonian babble
we demand . . . . and . . . . .
play the music really loud at least, so someone can believe us
What is is
What is not is possible
Just what is not is possible


The blanks were left on the lyrics so the audience would fill them in their own words...
From the album "Ende Neu"

Suede - Trash

Album: Coming Up
Track nr: 1
Duration: 4:06
Year: 1996
Genre: Alternative




Maybe, maybe it's the clothes we wear,
The tasteless bracelets and the dye in our hair,
Maybe it's our kookiness,
Or maybe, maybe it's our nowhere towns,
Our nothing places and our cellophane sounds,
Maybe it's our looseness,

But we're trash, you and me,
We're the litter on the breeze,
We're the lovers on the streets,
Just trash, me and you,
It's in everything we do,
It's in everything we do...

Maybe, maybe it's the things we say,
The words we1ve heard and the music we play,
Maybe it's our cheapness,
Or maybe, maybe it's the times we1ve had,
The lazy days and the crazes and the fads,
Maybe it's our sweetness,

But we're trash, you and me,
We're the litter on the breeze,
We're the lovers on the streets,
Just trash, me and you,
It's in everything we do,
It's in everything we do. (2x)

Alexi Murdoch - Dream About Flying

Album: Time Without Consequence
Track nr: 5
Duration: 4:50
Year: 2006
Genre: Indie





Pale light this morning
Woke me
Slow pain I feel
Will not let me be

So much work to do
I don't know if I can
Trying so hard, so hard, so hard
But I'm just one man

Five years old I climbed up on the wall
My mother warned me but I took no heed
Like all creatures great and small
I took a fall and found out I could bleed

These days I'm afraid of everything
Suppose cause everything will die
Thought it was to love what they will lose
So much easier to lie

Sometimes I fell like I'm drowning
Actually it's more like most of the time
But every now and then when I'm sleeping
I still have a dream that I'm flying

And I wake up crying

Manu Chao - Politik Kills

Album: La Radiolina
Track nr: 3
Duration: 3:09
Year: 2007
Genre: World Music






politik kills politik kills politik kills (3x)
politik need votes
politik needs your mind
politik needs human beings
politik need lies
thats what my friend is an evidence politik is violence
what my friend is a evidence politik is violence
politik kills politik kills politik kills (2x)
politik use drugs
politik use bombs
politik need torpedoes
politik needs blood
thats what my friend is an evidence politik is violence
what my friend is a evidence politik is violence
politik need force poltik need cries
politik need ignorance politik need lies
politik kills politik kills politik kills (3x)
politik kills politik kills (2x)
politik need force poltik need cries
politik need ignorance politik need lies
politik need force poltik need cries
politik need ignorance politik need lies
politik kills politik kills (2x)

Kristin Hersh - Your Ghost

Album: Hips And Makers
Track nr: 1
Duration: 3:16
Year: 1994
Genre: Indie Rock





If I walk down this hallway, tonight,
It's too quiet,
So I Pad through the dark
and call you on the phone
Push your old numbers
and let your house ring
til I wake you ghost.
Let him walk down your hallway
it's not this quiet
slide down your receiver
sprint across the wire
follow my number
slide into my hand.
It's the blaze across my nightgown
it's the phone's ring.
I think last night
you were driving circles around me.
I can't drink this coffee
til I put you in my closet
let him shoot me down
let him call me off
I take it from his whisper
you're not that tough.

Mercury Rev - Opus 40

Album: Deserter's Songs
Track nr: 5
Duration: 5:38
Year: 1998
Genre: Alternative







well she tossed all night like a raging sea
woke up and climbed from the suicide machine
with her spanish candles and her persian poems
stuck on the rocks inside opus 40 stoned
and scratching her wrists in the pouring rain
she collapses down upon the ocean floor again

tears in waves minds on fire
nights alone by your side

catskill mansions buried dreams I'm alive
she cried but I don't know what it means
somewhere out there across the moonlit sands
there's a line drawn like the lines on her own hand
and slamming her eyes locking the door
she collapses down upon the ocean floor again

tears in waves minds on fire
nights alone by your side

tears in waves minds on fire
nights alone by your side

Yann Tiersen - Rue Des Cascades (Live)

Album: Rue Des Cascades
Track nr: 2
Duration: 4:03
Year: 1996
Genre: Avant-Guarde






When I'm asleep in Cascade Street
I don't see anything
When I'm asleep in Cascade Street
I hear nothing

In the cascade you washed me
In the cascade you washed me

When I wake up in Cascade Street
I feel nothing
When I'm asleep in Cascade Street
I don't remember

In the cascade you washed me
In the cascade you washed me

Tears For Fears - Mad World

Album: The Hurting
Track nr: 2
Duration: 3:38
Year: 1983
Genre: New Wave








All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
And their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
'Cos I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very

Mad World

Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me

Manu Chao - Rainin In Paradize / La Vida Tómbola Live

Today it's raining...
Today it's raining...
Today it's raining...

La vida es una tombola
de noche y de dia la vida es una tombola
y arriba y arriba...


«well, you've seen the disease, suffering and decay,
and you whisper to yourself blissfully "it's okay"»
Bad Religion - The Grey Race, nº8 "Pity The Dead"

«O galo come faisão
a galinha é quem o assa
e o pobre do pinto passa
passa uma fome de cão
e o galo come faisão»
Sérgio Godinho - Pano crú, nº3 "O Galo é Dono Dos Ovos"

Emir Kusturica & The No Smoking Orchestra - Unza Unza Time

Album: Unza Unza Time
Track nr: 1
Duration: 4:42
Year: 2000
Genre: Garage Rock/Folk





In the beginning at the boring time
Back in 1999
The man killed the line
Between punishment and crime

On the planet earth
There was no more fun
No sex no drugs no rock'n'roll
All music turned to a fashion show

White man had british pop
And black man had soul
But no, not a drop of a blood
'cause video killed the rock'n'roll

And god said "oh my god!"
What's happened to the human being
What's happened to my lovely creature
They all became a cold machine
No more love no more power
Machine without gasoline
Wake up wake up crowd
Wake up from your boring dream

There is lighting
There is thunder
What's up with you I wonder
Lift your shoulders
Stamp your feet
Produce the extra protein
I am gonna hit you hit you hit you hit you
Hit you with my rythm stick
So let there be light
Let there be sound
Let there be a music divine
It's unza unza unza unza time

White man had british pop
And black man had soul
No, not a drop of blood
'cos video killed the rock'n'roll

And god said "oh my god"
What's happen to the human being
Wake up wake up crowd
Wake up from your boring dream

There is lighting
There is thunder
What's up with you I wonder
Lift your shoulders stamp tour feet
Produce the extra protein
I gonna hit you hit you hit you hit you
Hit you with my rythm stick

So let there be light
Let there be sound
Let there be a music divine
It's unza uzna unza unza time

Jefferson Airplane - Somebody To Love

Album: Surrealistic Pillow
Track nr: SideA 2
Duration: 2:58
Year: 1967
Genre: Psychedelic Rock






When the truth is found to be lies
And all the joy within you dies

(Chorus)
Don't you want somebody to love
Don't you need somebody to love
Wouldn't you love somebody to love
You better find somebody to love

When the garden's flowers, baby, are dead
Yes, and your mind, your mind is so full of red

(Chorus)

Your eyes, I say your eyes may look like his
Yeah but in your head, baby
I'm afraid you don't know where it is

(Chorus)

Tears are running, they're all running down your breast
And your friends, baby, they treat you like a guest

(Chorus)

David Fonseca - Kiss me, oh kiss me

Album: Dreams in Colour
Track nr: 3
Duration: 4:05
Year: 2007
Genre: Indie Pop Rock




So when the fight is over,
And the storm is through,
Now will you pick another?
What will you get into?

So you stand in the corner,
With those boxing gloves on you,
You’re all scared and lonely,
Yeah we’ve all been there too… uh uh
We’ve been all there too…

Kiss me, oh kiss me,
If that can make it right.
Try me, defy me,
Just throw them on me…
Those failed expectations…
Floods and afflictions you’re through.
'Cus I just might, take them home with me.

And the cracks in the pavement,
Yeah we’ve all fell there before,
And bones built into skeletons,
We’ve all been through that door.

Kiss me, oh kiss me,
If that can make it right.
Try me, defy me,
Just throw them on me…
Those failed expectations…
Floods and afflictions you’re through.
'Cus I just might…

Kiss me, oh kiss me,
Will that make things right ?
Try me, find me,
Just throw them on me…
Those failed expectations…
Floods and afflictions you’re through.
'Cus I just might…
I just might, take you home.

Kiss me, kiss me,
We’ve all been there too,
Kiss me, kiss me
We have all been there too,
Kiss me, kiss me
We’ve all been there too,
Kiss me, kiss me
So kiss me…


New videoclip directed by David Fonseca. Original as always.
Great photography. This man's talent and creativity have no limits...

Compilation of OZ narrator speeches S06e04