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Koma - Кома
« Awakening of Wax Figures »
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1 | Awakening Of Wax Figures
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| 2 | My World
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| 3 | Something Wrong
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| 4 | Everybody
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| 5 | Dreamer
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| 6 | We Must Fly
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| 7 | Comavoyager
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| 8 | History Repeats Itself
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| 9 | How Many Days...
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| 10 | Blind Boy |
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Alexander Goodwin - vocals, bass, keyboards, acoustic guitars
Nick "Destructor" Golubev - guitars
Arkady "Paramon" Lebedev - guitars, chimes
Anatoly Natarovsky - drums |
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| 1. The Awakening Of Wax Figures
When the life enters a new period
When the last rays of sun
Are covered by darkness
And there's almost no chance of dawn
The wax figures wake up and bring
New sense to existence.
I. The cool halls exhibition
The gloomy corners, wax around
And time has |
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Да, действительно, альбом созданный культовой группой КОМА из величественного Санкт-Петербурга, завораживает своим саундом и техникой исполнения! Очень постарался Николай Голубев, более известный как Деструктор, над гитарными соло! Виртуозно исполнил барабанную партию Анатолий Натаровский в самой последней песне "Blind Boy". Воистину завораживающий вокал Александра Гудвина в песне "Awakening of wax figures" заставляет задуматься о вечном. И мы, слушатели, со всей своей уверенностью можем сказать что альбом удался! |
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Весь мир празднует новое тысячилетие, а культовая питерская группа КОМА выпускает новый долгожданный альбом "Awakening Of Wax Figures", который был выпущен лэйблом Muss Culture на кассетах, а чуть позже Мистерией Звука на CD. Стиль группы по сравнению с "Born To Be Great" заметно изменился: исчезли элементы death doom metal, увеличилось количество мелодичных отступлений (появились партии скрипки в исполнении Марии Нефёдовой (Король И Шут), саксофона, фортепьяно и губной гармоники) и красивых гитарных соло, но основу конечно, составляет жёсткий трэш в духе Металлики. Вокал Александра Гудвина разнообразен и очень подходит к музыке. Тексты на английском наполнены филосовскими наблюдениями и юмором. Запись (студия "Добролёт") качественная, но несколько сыроватая, что, впрочем, никак не влияет на восприятие музыки. Можно сказать, что группа добилась своего фирменного саунда. Альбом очень оригинально оформлен, музыканты снялись в окружении восковых фигур в известном питерском музее. "Awakening Of Wax Figures" является одним из лучших альбомов в отечественном андеграунде. |
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Отличное продолжение предыдущего альбома, которое пришлось ждать 6 лет! Сами музыканты объясняют такие большие интервалы между альбомами своей ленью, а так, с нормальным темпом они бы уже давно возглавили высшую лигу русского экстремального металла)). Хотя, по-моему, музыканты лукавят. Такая пауза никак не может быть вызвана ленью, потому что стиль команды настолько переменился (что слышно невооружённым ухом), что иной мысли, кроме как о том, что музыканты 6 лет кропотливо работали над своим стилем, не возникает. Этот альбом, пожалуй, стал квинтэссенцией творчества сей группы. Именно на этом диске выработался уникальный стиль группы. Здесь вам и тяжесть, и мелодичность, и неожиданные музыкальные изыски. Кое-что, правда, исчезло из творчества Комы. Дэта и брутального трэша вы здесь уже не услышите, зато на смену им пришли качёвые модерново-трэшевые риффы и почти полное превосходство чистого вокала над рыком. Запись просто образцовая, никакой сырости я здесь совершенно не нашёл - мясные гитары, убийственный шквал барабанов, хорошо прописанный бас и вокал, так что увольте-с!=)
Также хочется отметить отличные соло, они получились воистину потрясающими. Меня, кстати, больше зацепил медленный материал с этого альбома, такие вещи, как заглавная композиция или "How Many Days" просто завораживают! А заглавная вещь просто поразила меня - ну не ожидал я услышать почти симфо-метал в исполнении Комы, а ведь услышал! Радует также наличие разнообразных не-роковых инструментов, таких, как губная гармошка, скрипка, духовые (которые здесь гармонично дополняют музыкальную структуру песен, в отличие, например, от того же альбома Rossomahaar "Regnum Somni", где складывалось ощущение, что музыкантам надо было напихать в музыку побольше дудок, неважно как и куда).
Тексты, как и на прошлом альбоме, на английском языке и носят в основном околофилософскую окраску.
Вообщем, Кома ещё раз доказывает, что прогресс вечен, на примере своей музыке. Пока они не выпустили ещё ни одного похожего друг на друга альбома, и надеюсь, такого и не произойдёт! |
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But it'll awake them anytime
Who made the museum figures?
Who put them here and wrote
The play when is it on
I wanna see the creator
I wanna know what is it for?
Awakening of the figures
Awakening of wax figures
II. The whole world is a museum
And every part of it is wax
All people, cities, countries
Are made of wax, belong to the play
Who made the museum figures
Who put them here and wrote the play when is it on
I wanna see the creator
I wanna know what is it for?
Awakening of the figures
Awakening of wax figures
III. It happens only in dreams
That you wake up in the museum
And can escape from the wax
You leave it you awake
2. My World
I. World in my soul in my dreams
And also in my head
Black or white, Grey or bright
But I think it's not bad
I'm the creator of my world
It's all made by my hands
No material but what
Is seen by my friends
My world, my world
Only my world
My music it's my world
Don't tread on my world
II. My guitar, my microphone
The symbols of my life
Music, lyrics, little stars
The Sun that shines so bright
It's so hard to live like nothing
Slowly go to die
I have a dream to burn like fire
Up high in the sky
III."Why do you need this stupid world?
It won't do no good at all
Money, women and a beer
Will make your world
And all your worries disappear !"
My world, my world
Only my world
My music it's my world
Don't tread on my world
3. Something Wrong
I. Pain is penetrating every piece of me
My brain is torn into a million single parts
I know that I should definitely fight it
But I can feet my strength is leaving me
Light is twinkling somewhere straight ahead
Fight! Do it! I cannot begin my struggle now
Why? Cause I feel something wrong
May be I'm incurably ill
May be soon I will be gone
May be my star will not rise
Shining brightly in the sky
God, please give me power and protect my spirit
So that it won't fall let me go on
Let me take my last breath and see another sunrise
To sing another song
And accomplish my mission and go
II. Sins are eating my existence now
Vice is absorbing my absurd life
Where's my absolution, when's my day
I'm within an inch of death today
Light is twinkling somewhere straight ahead
Fight! Do it! I cannot begin my struggle now
Why? Cause I feel something wrong
May be I'm incurably ill
May be soon I will be gone
May be my star will not rise
Shining brightly in the sky
God, please give me power and protect my spirit
So that it won't fall let me go on
Let me take my last breath and see another sunrise
To sing another song
And accomplish my mission and go
4. Everybody
I. The leaves are growing on the trees
The beetle's sharpening its teeth
The bird has come to eat it and sing songs
The hunter's shooting the happy bird
The tiger's waiting on the road
To kill and eat the hunter, it's his turn
Mosquito grub is on the hook
The fish will eat it to be cooked
The fisher's waiting to take it off
There'll be a wave he'll be absorbed
The wave will break upon the rock
The night will cover them with darkness.
Everybody is communicating someone's telling me that I am shit
Everybody's fighting, confronting but there will be someone crying out
I love you!
II. The stars are shining in the sky
III. The clouds are hiding their light
But they'll explode into the big rain
The raindrops will create the mud
The pigs will spread it through the ground
The hungry soldiers're eating their flesh
The bomber pilots're flying high
The rockets crashing them, they die
The splinters're falling down and cause war
The merciless war destroys the world
The Earth is covered with cold
The mind will stop this madness, I hope.
Everybody is communicating someone's telling me that I am sweet
Everybody's fighting, confronting but there will be someone crying out
I hate you!
5. Dreamer
I. Here's my dream I'm floating down
A treacherous stream besting rapids
Whirlpools currents and when I reach you
I'll sink in your eyes.
Here's my dream I'm an eagle flying over
Rivers, countries, oceans, mountains
And if you need to I'll crash for you.
And though I'm just a dreamer this is who I am
I hope you'll wait for me and I'll
Return to you again
And thought I'm just a dreamer this is who I am
I hope you'll be there when I need you
Take away my pain.
II. Here's my dream I am snow lying over
Trees and houses, hills and highways
And when I reach you I'll melt in your heat.
Here's my dream I am fire burning down
Cities, forests, castles, towers
And when I reach you I'll burn you with my love.
And though I'm just a dreamer this is who I am
I hope you'll wait for me and I'll
Return to you again
And thought I'm just a dreamer this is who I am
I hope you'll be there when I need you
Take away my pain.
6.We Must Fly .
I." You must fly " -mother said
" Don’t sit quiet "-said my dad
Brother said:"C’mon boy!"
And these words made me mad .
So I got the power for my friends to rise
This appeal to action flashed before my eyes .
And when I played guitar on Sunday afternoon
It was gonna happen very soon
I felt it in my blood to burst out or to die
It would be my action – to live to fly.
II.So we flew as they said
All fans screamed getting mad:
" You must fly ! " Crying girls
Kissed my feet . Bust up the set .
And I smashed this background
It didn’t help my fly
It was the resurrection which lit again my eyes .
And now we play guitars
With only one thought to fly
Forgetting fans and girls and stupid cries
The golden cages turned out to be damned good lies
But our real action – We live to fly.
To never die .
III.Flying as a bird to feel the high
And imbibe the blue of the sky
See eternity of space
Try to fight with death .
7. Comavoyager.
I. What the hell is wrong
Someone’s at the door
Why are you knocking
The night is so dark and
How dare you wake me up?
Why are you knocking
The light is so bright and
You made me light it up?
Between Death and Life".
Comavoyager
What do you want from me?
Comavoyager
You need someone else
Comavoyager
I don’t want you to stay
Comavoyager
Now go away!
II.
" I came not to kill you but you must not live
And I want to take
Your consciousness with me.
Life’s flowing slow-
Were you don’t know
All your cells will be sleeping.
Life’s flowing slow
You’ll be in coma
I’ll take your brain and then
I’ll go away".
III.I don’t want to live like that
It should be either life or death!
8. History Repeats Itself
I.The night has come, lights go down in the streets
But my son is not asleep
The terror of darkness ,the fear of pressing down walls
Are taking power over him.
"Don’t cry my boy, you must be strong
You should be hard as steel
‘Couse your life is just another part
In the eternal fight
O-h! War again.
O-h! War again.
II.I said that and then appeared in the past
When I was a kid myself.
I remembered the childish fears seizing me fast
And my dad’s words made them leave
"Don’t cry, my son, you must be strong
You should be hard as steel.
Be a warrior boy life is going on
In the fight of Death and Life".
History repeats itself.
History repeats itself.
III.There will come a time you’ll be a father yourself
And one day you’ll tell your son: "Be strong sonny – Life is
A long fight with Death".
It’ll happen because history repeats itself.
IV. So you must be strong don’t cry ‘couse one day you will die.
History repeats itself. History repeats itself.
V.The night has come, lights go down in the streets
But my son is not asleep.
The terror of darkness, the fear of pressing down walls
Are taking power over me.
O-h! War again.
9. How Many Days...
I.Haw many days are waiting for me here
So many ways but I must chose the one
How many tears am I destined to cry
So many words I want to say to you now
Life of anything comes after love
Love before anything
Is action that gives you life
Life of anything comes after love
Love before anything
Is action that gives you life
I don'tknow who am I, I don't know what I do
In this world and why I have to be here
Who will help me find my way before I die
II.How many doors I'llopen in my life
How many wars will I have to survive
How many songs are coming to my mind
So many stars and may be one of them is mine
Life of anything comes after love
Love before anything
Is action that gives you life
Life of anything comes after love
Love before anything
Is action that gives you life
I don'tknow who am I, I don't know what I do
In this world and why I have to be here
Who will help me find my way before I ...
Someone somewhere in the world
Screams to me but in the darkness his cry
will be lost
10. Blind Boy
I see in your eyes destruction and revenge
Peace and rest I see in there
I feel reproach and pain and suffering as well
Thankfulness, forgiveness also there.
The darkest night is meeting the brightest day
And the sun is shining through the storm.
Vise and virtue fight and none of them will ever win
Because your eyes are those of the world.
Choir: It's your fate. Bear your cross.
Kill your fear. Fight your way.
1 voice: See by hands, live in your dreams,
Swim in the ocean of your visions.
Feel by soul, touch by breath,
Fly in the sky of your illusions.
Act by heart don't hesitate
Climb the mountain of solutions.
2 voice: Imagination your eyesight
Bright light will come after dark night.