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Deep Purple
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1 | House of Pain 03:34
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| 2 | Sun Goes Down 04:10
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| 3 | Haunted 04:22
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| 4 | Razzle Dazzle 03:28
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| 5 | Silver Tongue 04:04
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| 6 | Walk On 07:03
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| 7 | Picture of Innocence 05:11
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| 8 | I've Got Your Number 06:01
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| 9 | Never a Word 03:46
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| 10 | Bananas 04:51
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| 11 | Doing It Tonight 03:29
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| 12 | Contact Lost 01:27
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| | Total playing time: 51:26 |
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Ian Gillan - vocals
Steve Morse - guitar
Roger Glover - bass
Ian Paice - drums
Don Airey - keyboards
Guest musicians:
Paul Buckmaster - string arrangement and cello (on 'Haunted')
Beth Hart - background vocals (on 'Haunted')
Michael Bradford - guitar (on 'Walk On') |
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| House of pain
(Gillan/Bradford)
Have you ever had a woman that could make you crazy?
Have you ever had a woman that could drive you mad?
Have you ever had a woman give you so much trouble?
And the best loving you ever had
My friends all say I'm losing it big time
But I know where I've g |
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Очень хороший альбом получился у ветеранов хард-рока. В меру приятно динамичный, в меру ненапряжённый, спокойный и размеренный. Но главное достоинство альбома - это лиричность. Deep Purple всегда обладали, обладают и будут обладать той согревающей душу музыкальной лиричностью, которой многие музыканты не отдают должного внимания, а зря. Сделать весьма простую мелодию наполненной лиризма - и слушатель сразу растворяется в приятных гармониях, забывая про техническую сторону музыкального материала. Но в отношении Deep Purple говорить о каком-либо уровне владения инструментами просто бессмысленно и нелепо – «Bananas» - это предельно зрелая, музыкально обогащённая работа, которая абсолютно не требует вдумчивости и детализированного описания. Профессионалы знают, как сделать так, чтобы воздействовать на человеческие чувства, по крайней мере, при прослушивании альбома у меня даже слеза навернулась на глаза, такой я получил кайф. Не имеет смысла даже выделять какую-либо песню, потому что они все направлены на то, чтобы доставить слушателю удовольствие. Кому-то нравятся композиции в быстром и даже скоростном темпе, кто-то находит частичку блаженства в протяжных балладах... а Deep Purple - это просто мелодически понятная и духовно насыщенная музыка, которую воспринимаешь не только на слух, но и сердцем...
Итог: в музыке не нужно искать, понимать и думать, предельно искренняя и просто красивая музыка всегда будет доступна сама и обязательно оставит приятные впечатления... рекомендую этот альбом всем!
Спасибо... |
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Ну что интересного может выпустить группа, у которой все хиты датируются XX веком? С таким мнением я начал прослушивать сей диск с забавной, но пугающей глаз рокера обложкой, и так обломался, что навсегда перестал судить о чём-либо заранее. Перед нами звучный, зажигательный и громкий альбом, который заставит встрепенуться тех, кто давно уже ждал чего-нибудь новенького от "перплов". И можно твердить, что это не "In Rock" (1970), так что ж теперь, удавиться что ли? "Ин Рока" больше не будет никогда, и надо это понимать, и сейчас музыканты могут себе позволить играть просто хорошую качественную музыку и пожинать заслуженные овации. В музыкальном плане альбом крайне разнообразный: тут и "Razzle Dazzle", попахивающий Назаретом, и "Walk On" - а-ля "Dire Straits", и спокойные песни, напоминающие "Purpendicular", и чистый новый ДП, похожий на Abandon. В общем, скучать не придётся, и если вы умеете ценить музыку, "Бананы" подарят вам ровно 50 минут удовольствия от музыки, отменного качества записи и атмосферы настоящего хард-рока. |
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Мне кажется, что альбом удался, ибо глупо требовать от Deep Purple чего-то в духе семидесятых, это пройденный этап. Современное творчество этой группы, думается, образец того, как нужно играть рок тридцать лет спустя. Пусть альбом, в целом, не шедевральный, но такие вещи, как "Bananas" или "I Got You Number" (кстати, написанная ещё прошлым составом Deep Purple), войдут в золотую коллекцию рока. Самое интересное в "Bananas" - традиционное соревнование гитары с органом, которое удалось несмотря на то, что играют уже не Лорд с Блэкмором. Кстати, особое внимание стоит обратить на партию ударных - Иен Пэйс уже может себе позволить играть не быстрее всех, а интереснее всех. Хотя на концертах он даёт понять, что не потерял форму со времён Space Truckin'. |
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Какой сейчас год? 2003, да? Пора nu-metal, doom, gothic, power-death,..? Мол, рок умер еще лет 28 назад? Так вот: ничегошеньки подобного!! А чтобы убедиться в этом - нужно просто послушать старый добрый Deep Purple, точнее современный, то есть новенький альбом Bananas. 12 треков, включая одну инструменталку Contact Lost. 11 великолепнейших и, как ни странно, свежих песен. Нет ни одной слабой - все потенциальные хиты, все сыграны в чисто пёпловском стиле (за исключением, может только Never A Word), но при этом абсолютно не похожих одна на другую. Все прямо-таки плещут эмоциями. Короче, половине место на In Rock, а другой где место не знаю, но все равно очень-очень красиво!!! В общем, просто обалдеть можно!! И это в 2003 году? Советую всем. |
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После прослушивания этого диска становится ясно, что старичкам пора распадаться. Да, были у них гениальные альбомы. Да, были просто талантливые. Но "Bananas" оставляет то же впечатление, что и "Abandon" - безликое. Скучный, очень стандартный материал представляет нам группа на этом альбоме, материал настолько малоинтересный, что порой складывается впечатление, будто это и не новые песни, а перезаписанные версии забракованных для издания на "The House Of Blue Light" вещей. Вдобавок ко всему, одноимённая с названием альбома композиция уж очень напоминает своим ведущим риффом нетленную "Mad Dog". Маразм, переросший в самоплагиат? Может быть, да. В любом случае, восторги некоторых по поводу "триумфального возвращения" DEEP PURPLE мне не понятны. |
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Можно долго расхваливать этих ветеранов за заслуги перед метеллической общественностью, но всему есть предел. Новый Бананас - это размеренный и лёгкий музончик, который не напрягает, но и не очень запоминается. Deep Purple уже давно играют мелодичный будячок, а их последним тяжелым альбомом был "The Buttle Rages On". Вид радостных старичков на сцене, просто умиляет таких же не менее старых и облысевших фанов. Когда я слышу радостные отзывы по поводу выхода нового альбома Deep Purple, то представляю как в недалёком будующем, музыканты будут выезжать на сцену в креслах-каталках и просто ничего не делая - улыбаться в зал под фонограмму старых хитов. Увы, но такая оценка только за необычайную живучесть. |
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I'm going back there again
Back to the house of pain
I'm going back there again
Back to the house of pain
I'm going back there again
Back to the house of pain
Have you ever had a rock that just keeps on rolling?
Have you ever seen a train coming down the track?
Have you ever jumped into the cold cold river?
And know there's no turning back
My friends all say I'm crazy, baby
But I know where I've got to go
I'm going back there again
Back to the house of pain
I'm going home
Back to the house of pain
I'm going back there again
Back to the house of pain
Have you ever had a weight that was much too heavy?
Have you ever had a burden that was yours alone?
Have you ever spent a night when you keep on waiting?
Staring at the telephone
My friends all say I'm crazy
But I know where I've got to go
I'm going back there again
Back to the house of pain
I'm going back there again
Back to the house of pain
I'm going back there again
Back to the house of pain
Sun goes down
(Gillan/Glover/Paice/Morse/Airey)
You're all looking up
With hearts of devotion
Through the dust and the heat
Lost to me in a cloud of emotion
I have no motivation
To keep this breathless pace
I'm more inclined to stay here
In this breathing space
And the sun goes down
And the moon comes up
I never tried to walk the walk
'Cause the steps are elusive
The membership is too costly
And exclusive
Hey, the more I've got
The more I stand to lose
So I'm gonna unpack my bags
And take off my shoes
And the sun goes down
And the moon comes up
And the sun goes down
Sun goes down
Let me tell you, there's no point
Knocking at the big oak door
Can't you see that it's all full up?
They can't take no more
You know, the line's so long, it's almost Disney
Ooh, won't somebody kiss me?
And the sun goes down
And the moon comes up
And the sun goes down
Sun goes down
Haunted
(Gillan/Glover/Paice/Morse/Airey)
I hear the beating of your wings
As if you're playing on my strings
In mysterious ways you draw me in
To a love beyond all understanding
Beyond my reach, so far away
But it seems like only yesterday
I'm haunted, haunted
Is that what you wanted?
All that's left is the ghost of your smile
It stays awhile then fades away
I hear your footsteps on the ground
Tempting me to turn around
It's just the echo of a disenchanted lover
Shuffling aimlessly, homeward bound
To empty rooms and picture frames
And friends who can't recall our names
I'm haunted, haunted
You got what you wanted?
All that's left is the ghost of your smile
It stays awhile then fades away
I'm haunted, haunted
Is that what you wanted?
All that's left is the ghost of your smile
It stays awhile then fades away
Razzle dazzle
(Gillan/Glover/Paice/Morse/Airey)
I don't have the time of day
I don't know what day I is
Someone's falling on my head
Get up, get up
We're going out on the raz
Razzle dazzle
Call it what you want
To me it don't matter
It's where I belong
It's a matter of distinction
A real fine line
Between an orgy of destruction
And a wonderful time
This room's so cold and bare
There's nothing here for me
I've got to find some heat somewhere
Get up, get up
We're going out on the raz
Razzle dazzle
Call it what you want
It really doesn't matter
When I'm banging on a gong
While someone's holding out
To a willing congregation
And we can all forget about
The state of the nation
Can't hear a thing
But I see your lips are moving
I'm working on my thinking
And I think it's improving
I'm going to get the blame
So I might as well deliver
If only I can swim across
This weird human river
I know I started out
With the best of intentions
Some blinding inspiration
And a few not to mention
And now I'm looking deep
Into the last dying embers
Shouting what are we doing here
And nobody remembers
I've lost a friend or two
I don't know where they have gone
Only one thing I can do
Get up, get up
I'm going out on the raz
Razzle dazzle
Call it what you want
To me it don't matter
It's where I belong
It's a matter of distinction
A real fine line
Between an orgy of destruction
And a wonderful time
Silver tongue
(Gillan/Glover/Paice/Morse/Airey)
Well, I'm standing here on a moving station
All the world is traveling by
To strange outlandish destinations
There they go, I wonder why
I may be crazy
But I'm no stupid
I get along
'Cause I use my silver tongue
You know I can dream in any language
Flying in my magic bed
And I don't need to work my passage
All I do is use my head
I may be crazy
But I'm no stupid
Sometimes I'm ramble
Then I'm lucid
I might seem lazy
But I'm hurting no one
I get along
'Cause I use my silver tongue
I know exactly what you're thinking
But you don't know what's in my mind
You went too fast and now you're sinking
Because you forgot to read the signs
I may be crazy
But I'm no stupid
Sometimes I'm ramble
Then I'm lucid
I might seem lazy
But I'm hurting no one
I get along
'Cause I use my silver tongue
Walk on
(Gillan/Bradford)
If you don't like what you see
If you can do better than me
You better walk on
If the road before you winds
Obscuring all the signs
You better walk on
You mean more to me
Than just a pretty face
I won't hold you down
You need a little space
If you don't like what you see
If you can do better than me
You better walk on
Well, you know I don't like to fight
No matter who's wrong or right
You better walk on
I don't mean to break you down
If you prefer the other side of town
You better walk on
You've been troubled
Sleeping throught the night
You'll be back in the daytime
Then you can turn off the light
If you don't like what you see
If you can do better than me
You better walk on
Oh girl, I tried
You know, I tried
And
You better walk on
Well, the heart inside me burns
And the world around me turns
You better walk on
You know, it won't be right away
Though we'll meet again someday
You better walk on
When the shine wears off
He's something new
Try not to think about
Well, if you don't like what you see
If you can do better than me
You better walk on
Picture of innocence
(Gillan/Glover/Lord/Paice/Morse)
Well, I hear they're trying to make us all the same
It's mind control by any other name
Who's gonna pay the price for this foolish paradise?
Oh momma, don't take that train
I hear it said we're headed too far south
Those chinese whispers go by word of mouth
There's rules for every size and shape, the nag has gone, shut the gate
Once you're in you're never getting out
I'm so misunderstood
There goes my manlihood
She's in my face again
With that picture of innocence
No drinks, no smokes
No dicking around, no dirty jokes
Straight lace, straight face
The old straight jacket, we got no hope
I hear they're gonna try out something new
I can feel it sticking to my shoe
So this is what tomorrow holds, hopes and dreams are bought and sold
But still the world is misty green and blue
I'm so misunderstood
There goes my mannish boyhood
She's in my face again
With that picture of innocence
No drinks, no smokes
No dicking around, no dirty jokes
Straight lace, straight face
The old straight jacket, we got no hope
No deals, no strokes
No forbidden fruit, no holy smoke
What's next? No sex
That's the end of the road, we got no hope
No drinks, no smokes
No dicking around, no dirty jokes
Straight lace, straight face
The old straight jacket, we got no hope
No deals, no strokes
No forbidden fruit, no holy smoke
What's next? No sex
That's the end of the road, we got no hope
I've got your number
(Gillan/Glover/Lord/Paice/Morse/Bradford)
So many signs, so many ways
It's a living thing
No need to rush
The buzz will last for days
When you discover I'm just a man
Take it, girl or leave it
Don't be reading out
The label on the can
I've got your number
I've got your number
I've got your number
I've got your number
I've got your number
I've got your number
I'll be your lover
I'll be your friend
I'll be your friend and your brother in love
But that's where the story ends
If you say jump
I'll do it with affection
But don't get pissed if I don't move
Too fast in your direction
I've got your number
I've got your number
I've got your number
I've got your number
I've got your number
I've got your number
It's that same old nonsense
That same old look
But now I'm turning back
And I can read you like a book
It all means nothing
Nothing at all
It's the same old business
Man, it drives me up the wall
You made the potion too strong
I feel I'm soft
I've been that way far too long
You see, it's wearing off
So many times, so many days
It's a spiritual thing
That loving touch
I thought you'd be amazed
I like the distance
I like the space
The money's good, the rent is cheap
And I can read suspicion on your face
I've got your number
I've got your number
I've got your number
I've got your number
I've got your number
I've got your number
Never a word
(Gillan/Glover/Paice/Morse/Airey)
Never a word, a word so true
Passed between us, me and you
Heard you found your pot of gold
That's the story I've been told
Never a word was said in vain
Some were never sad again
Some were lost in lover's heat
Some lay fallen at our feet
All day, all night
I think of you and only you
All day, all night
I think of you and only you
Never a word escaped my lips
Silenced by your fingertips
I kept my word, can you believe?
All this time so hard to breathe
Never a word
So hard to breathe
Bananas
(Gillan/Glover/Paice/Morse/Airey)
Well, I've got nothing to say today
I used my words up yesterday
I'm just lying here in the sun
Watching you guys having fun
Seven days and seven nights
Working 'till you get it right
Don't help me, I'll help myself
I'll pull some crackers off the shelf
She had her hair done yesterday
Now she's coming out to play
First you pull and then you push
Two in the hand and one in the bush
Oh, my love is so excited
When I say we've been invited
Now we're going to the palace
Dressing up for tea with Alice
Some will rise and some will fall
Some will come to nothing at all
The strangest people have the power
To lead me to my darkest hour
How can you be sure it's me?
When it's payment on delivery
Oh, my love is so excited
When I say we've been invited
Now we're going to the palace
Dressing up for tea with Alice
Now my love is richer than rich
'Cause I studied mathematics
Graduated without honours
Everyone has gone bananas
Doing it tonight
(Gillan/Glover/Paice/Morse/Airey)
You know, I don't have a problem
I'm not seeking her advice
I'm saving that for later
Yeah, it's something awful nice
I had a shaky feeling
When she floated into sight
I imagine we'll be doing it tonight
You know, I'm ragged 'round the edges
All these people in the room
There's magic in the air
I'm guessing she can feel it too
Prospective recreation
Helps me keep her in my sight
I imagine we'll be doing it tonight
That's why everybody's sitting around
We can't think of nothing better to do
There's no empty bottle, they're all half full
So we end up spinning a shoe
We keep on going 'till poor old Lenny's
Got drool hanging off of his chin
He can't stop winning when the shoe stops spinning
But he doesn't know where to begin
She wasn't in the running
She was never in the game
I could see her in the distance
But I could not lay my claim
Let me tell you 'bout this cherry
I never got a single bite
Therefore I imagine we'll be doing it tonight
Contact lost
(Morse)
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