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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