Radio RIOT! Hey Mr DJ, tu peux être sûr que le punk n'est pas encore sur le point de sombrer... Les petits maîtres d'aujourd'hui assurent la relève punk-rock!!

Radio RIOT! Hey Mr DJ, tu peux être sûr que le punk n'est pas encore sur le point de sombrer... Les petits maîtres d'aujourd'hui assurent la relève punk-rock!!
The others pictures (only if you have a Myspace)



Après tout, ce ne sont que des petits gamins, sourires timides et robe rose qui jouent un rock simple et brut, inspiré par les Ramones.

C'est tout.





Le début pourrait être la non-justification de
la présence de seulement deux personnes
venues exprès pour les voir...



Mais la fin pourrait être aussi la justification
de la présence de seulement deux personnes
venues exprès pour les voir.



Ada & Ivan, si seulement vous saviez...
# Posté le mardi 01 juillet 2008 23:44
Modifié le mercredi 02 juillet 2008 00:18

MP3 : Consolers Of The Lonely / The Raconteurs - You don't understand me (2008)

Consolers Of The Lonely / The Raconteurs - You don't understand me (2008)
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Titre : The Raconteurs - You don't understand me [Ajouter ce morceau à mon blog]
Album : Consolers Of The Lonely
Année : 2008
Paroles :
You don't understand me
But if the feeling was right, you might comprehend me
And why do you feel the need to tease me?
Why don't you turn it around?
It might be easier to please me

And there's always another point of view
A better way to do the things we do
And how can you know me and I know you
If nothing is true?

What do you think that you are doing?
Who is the fool, the fool or the fool that you are fooling?
And maybe I just don't see the reason
But in the court of my heart, your ignorance is treason

And there's always another point of view
A better way to do the things we do
And how can you know me and I know you
If nothing is true?

You think you know how I feel
It's not htat big of a deal
There's no such thing, it's not real, oh

You don't understand me
But if the feeling was right, you might comprehend me
And I don't claim to understand you
But I've looking around, and I haven't found anybody like you

And there's always another point of view
A better way to do the things we do
And how can you know me and I know you
If nothing is true?
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# Posté le mardi 01 juillet 2008 23:37

MP3 : We Started Nothing / The Ting Tings - Great DJ (2008)

We Started Nothing / The Ting Tings - Great DJ (2008)
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Titre : The Ting Tings - Great DJ [Ajouter ce morceau à mon blog]
Album : We Started Nothing
Année : 2008
Paroles :
Fed up with your indigestion.
Swallow words one by one.
Your folks got high at a quarter to five.
Don't you feel you're growing up undone.

Nothing but the local DJ.
He said he had some songs to play.
What went down from this fooling around.
Gave hope and a brand new day.

Imagine all the girls
And the boys
And the strings
And the drums.

Nothing was the same again.
All about where and when.
Blowing our minds in a life unkind.
Gotta love the bpm.
When his work was all but done
Remembering how this begun.
We wore his love like a hand in a glove.
There's a future plays it all night long.

Nothing but the girls
And the boys
And the strings
And the drums.

Imagine all the girls
And the boys
And the strings
And the drums.

All the girls
And the boys
And the strings
And the drums.
# Posté le mardi 01 juillet 2008 23:19

MP3 : Demo / The Libertines - Breck Road Lover (2008)

Demo / The Libertines - Breck Road Lover (2008)
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Titre : The Libertines - Breck Road Lover [Ajouter ce morceau à mon blog]
Album : Demo
Année : 2008
Paroles :
, I know a girl
And she flies right off the handle
At the sound
Of scratching on the wall
Well It could go either way
But I don't mind at all

Cos I'll go, I'll go and I'll go to Liverpool
Uh, oh, oh
Well I know I'll be loved there
She's no scrubber
She's my Breck Road Lover
And we wash in dirty waters
And walk the streets where she gets her name

Oh my lady
My lady clear your ears now
And open up your eyes
We're all out of synch now
And we no longer harmonise

And if lust and despair
Are two bullets in the same gun
Well we've been playing Russian roulette
For far too long

So I'll go. I'll go, I'll go
Well I'll go back to Liverpool
Uh, oh, oh
Well I know I'll be loved there
She's no scrubber
She's my Breck Road Lover
And we wash in dirty waters
And walk the streets where she gets her name

Yes often as we lie on the altar of the morning
Well I call up to the sky
light my way
And I promise I'll believe

I'll go, I'll go
I know I'll go to Liverpool
Uh, oh, oh
Well I know I'll be loved there
She's no scrubber
She's my Breck Road Lover
And we wash in dirty waters
And walk the streets where she gets her name

You see I.
I know a girl.
And she flies right off the handle
Always at the sound
Of scratches on the walls
It could go either way
But I don't mind at all

Cos I'll go, No I'll go. I'll go
I know I'll go to Liverpool
Uh, oh, oh
Yes I know I'll be loved there
She's no scrubber
She's my Breck Road Lover
And we wash in dirty waters
And walk the streets where she gets her name

We walk the streets where she gets her name
# Posté le mardi 01 juillet 2008 22:56
Modifié le mardi 01 juillet 2008 23:17

MP3 : Re-Arrange Us / Mates Of State - My Only Offer (2008)

Re-Arrange Us / Mates Of State - My Only Offer (2008)
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Titre : Mates Of State - My Only Offer [Ajouter ce morceau à mon blog]
Album : Re-Arrange Us
Année : 2008
Paroles :
Bought a home we bartered right.
Two kids, two car delight.
Posed pictures on the walls.
Small talk in the bedroom halls.

Can't make it home tonight.
Go to sleep but leave the light.
I pretend to make a call.
Loose talk into bedroom stalls.

Oh, oh, oh it's my only offer.
Stifle copies of myself.
Oh, oh, oh, or someone else.

My friends they all agree.
Give in to our defeat.
In secret we believe,
We're nothing, nothing, nothing that we need.

Oh, oh, oh, it's my only offer.
Stifle copies of myself.
Oh, oh, oh, or someone else.

I always wanted to be the face in front of me.
Debating a life sucked out the energy.
Build up a wall made ut of finer things.
Piled in high so we could barely see it.

Oh oh oh it's my only offer.
Oh, oh, oh, my only offer.

Oh, oh, oh, my only offer.
Stifle copies of myself.
Oh, oh, oh, it's all I have to offer.
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# Posté le mardi 01 juillet 2008 22:47
Modifié le mardi 01 juillet 2008 23:09