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Calling her like a Tenor
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Spanish gothic band formed in 1992.
free download on http://www.katzforums.com/showthread.php?p=2334935#post2334935 The band was formed in 1992. Considered one of the best Spanish Dark Wave bands in the 90âs. Members: Manuel Casas, vocals/guitars/rythm programming; Rosa Casas, vocals/keyboards; X-69, guitars and Luis Engelmo, bass. Musical tendencies: British pop-rock, British folk, ethnic music, especially Indian, Bulgarian and Arabic. Music from the Middle Ages and the Renaissance Similarities with bands such as Dead Can DAnce, The Cure, Christian Death, And Also the Treesâ They kept attending many national competitions of different kinds, reaching the first places in several of them. They gave concerts in a large number of halls in Madrid, as well as in other Spanish main cities, being of remarkable importance those given supporting the British band The Mission, in their Spanish tour, 1995. Discography: - Debris (Demo, 1992) - Malignant Tides (Demo, 1994) - Spanish Gothic Bands Vol. 3 (CD, 1994) 2 Songs. Grabaciones GÃticas. - Circuitos de Música de la Comunidad de Madrid (CD, 1994) 2 Songs. Nuevos medios. - The Ritual (Single, 1994) 2 Songs. DimensiÃn LÃgrima. - Broken Pictures (CD, 1996) 10 Songs + 3 Bonus Tracks. Drunken Poets.
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Alternative • Goth
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Words: Manuel Casas; Music: Ancient Tales
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Drunken Poets
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March 30, 2010
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MP3 4.4 MB • 128 kbps • 4:49
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Tema nº 8 del CD Broken Pictures (1996) Seguramente, el tema mas histrionico del album, cargado de guitarras que recuerdan en algunos pasajes a las de Christian Death. Manuel Casas hace un despliegue vocal que nos deja sorprendidos por su fluidez y facilidad tanto en graves como en agudos (todas las voces cantadas que hay en el tema son suyas). El tema cuenta, ademas, con dos bajos, que juegan con los cambios a lo largo de todo el tema. Texto curioso, que habla de una joven, hija del predicador del pueblo, quien pierde su virginidad a manos de un demonio con voz de tenor. Texto en ingles.
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“From side to side the river was drowsy, during the warmest July’s night, Elaine used to let her Sunday´s dress flow away to the sand, and run into the peaceful water she found while being a child. Sweetly she swam across the waters, her imagination fought against her education making Elaine create her most sensual fantasies. She imagined obscene visions… She saw the shadow of a demon calling her like a tenor, loving her the demon just laughed like a tenor… I must tell you Elaine was the daughter of the town’s parish priest. He punished her body with the foolish idealism of seeing her as the purest girl in town. She coveted a thousand angels put her father in chains while the wind got strongly nimble and the river became stormy. All of them saw a figure emerging from the waters… While the preacher sweated holly words, the demon made love to Elaine again. “Father, I’m not in this world to be repressed by your doctrines! Father, because of your fanatism I’m here imagining obscene visions!” Until one day Elaine definitely abandoned the comfortable prudence of Reality…” *** “De orilla a orilla, el rio estaba adormecido, en la noche mas calurosa de julio. Elaine dejaba que su vestido de los domingos se deslizara sobre la arena, y corria hacia las tranquilas aguas que descubrio de nina. Dulcemente nadaba entre las aguas… Su imaginacion luchaba contra su educacion, haciendo que Elaine creara sus fantasias mas sensuales. Tenia visiones obscenas… Veia la sombra de un demonio que la llamaba como un tenor, amandola, el demonio reia como un tenor! Debo deciros que Elaine era la hija del cura parroco del pueblo, quien castigaba su cuerpo con el absurdo ideal de verla como la muchacha mas pura del pueblo. Ella deseaba que mil angeles encadenaran a su padre, mientras el viento comenzaba a soplar fuerte, y el rio se tornaba turbulento. Todos vieron una figura emergiendo de las aguas, y mientras el predicador sudaba palabras sagradas, el demonio hacia el amor a Elaine de nuevo… “Padre! No he venido a este mundo a vivir reprimida por tus doctrinas!” “Padre! Por culpa de tu fanatismo, tengo visiones obscenas!” Y asi, llego un dia en que Elaine abandono definitivamente la comoda y cauta Realidad…”
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