terça-feira, 8 de abril de 2014

PRIMEIRA DICA: THE TEMPLES (Inglaterra)

THE TEMPLES (Kettering, Northamptonshire - UK)
       Temples é uma banda de Inglês rock psicodélico, formada em Kettering , Northamptonshire em 2012, pelo cantor e guitarrista James Edward Bagshaw e o baixista Thomas Edison Warmsley. Eles já têm recebido considerável atenção da imprensa durante a sua curta existência e foram citados por Johnny Marr e Noel Gallagher como o melhor nova banda na Grã-Bretanha.
               Acabam de lançar seu primeiro disco oficial, "Sun Structures" (Fat Possum, 2014) e já estão com agenda de shows super lotada e concorrida, escalados para os palcos dos principais festivais da Europa, Estados Unidos e resto do mundo. A banda nova mais comentada do momento.

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Música da Tarde: TASTE OF TIME


The flower falls from an elegant tree 

And scattering nature seed 

And as the leaves fall after the rain 

The soil will always fade 

And as the water drips down from the top 
From the veil oh I can't be touched. 
The message reads like a like an marrying rhyme 
As we stand through the test of time 



Standing the test of time, wondering what 

Standing the test of time, gathering what 



Into the night, we are high; never mind, 

And through the clouds, we arrive, like the skies in strike, 

And as we dance on the stones, glass beneath our feet, 

And from the clouds, be alive, nature speak. 
The hour ends in a soggy sound 


As the trees full of fall falls down 

And then the leaves drip golden sand 

The lettering breaks again 

And the river brings up from the top 
From the heaven that I forgot 
And there's a tree that's like a marrying end 
As we stand through the test of time 



Standing the test of time, wondering what 

Standing the test of time, gathering what 

Standing the test of time, wondering what 

Standing the test of time, gathering what 


Into the night, we are high; never mind, 

And through the clouds, we arrive, like the skies in strike, 

And as we dance on the stones, glass beneath our feet, 

And from the clouds, be alive, nature speak. 


Standing the test of time, wondering what 

Standing the test of time, gathering what 

Standing the test of time, wondering what 

Standing the test of time, gathering what 


Into the night, we are high; never mind, 

And through the clouds, we arrive, like the skies in strike, 

And as we dance on the stones, glass beneath our feet, 

And from the clouds, be alive, nature speak.

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