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Группа Deep Switch принадлежит к плеяде команд NWOBHM-движения.
К технике игры музыкантов претензий нет: все сыграно ровно (по стилю самой игры можно провести параллель с Judas Priest второй половины 70-х/начала 80-х годов), в то время как многие коллективы новой волны британского тяжмета грешили эдакой корявостью, самопальностью, что ли.
Звук на пластинке чистый, все инструменты слышны хорошо, особенно выведенная чуть вперед ритм-секция. При прослушивании альбома могут возникнуть ассоциации с постановкой сатирической пьесы в каком-то бродячем театре. А если Вы почитаете юморные, высмеивающие религию тесты песен, то это впечатление усилится.
NWOBHM, как известно, движение разнородное, объединенное в большей степени временем выхода пластинок и родной страной групп этого направления, нежели стилем самой музыки. Вот также и с Deep Switch: искать параллели с такими титанами новой волны британского метала, как Iron Maiden, Venom, Saxon, Satan здесь не стоит. Нет, какое-то сходство с теми же "Саксами" есть, но ближайшим аналогом рецензируемой пластинки является раннее творчество Mercyful Fate.
Наиболее запоминающимися треками можно назвать заглавную "Nine Inches of God", а также композиции "Poor Bastard!" и "Pigfeeder!".
Ознакомиться с альбомом можно рекомендовать либо любителям архивных изысков, либо фанатам британского хэви конкретно. Но для всех остальных сия пластинка, скорее всего, покажется еще одним музейным раритетом, имеющим лишь историческую ценность. |
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In school you get your bucket and a spoon to mix the swill
And though your mother loves you, (man!) the trough begins to fill
At work you climb the ladder but the rungs are greased with fat.
By the time you get your pension (ha!) the farmer wants it back.
Get on down the line - Pigfeeder!
Get on down the line - Hey! Hey!
Get on down the line - Pigfeeder!
Get on down the line - Hey! Hey!
(Solo)
Which way will you turn you frightened number in the crowd
Everything you learn will only make you squeal aloud
I hear you whine you've been cheated all this time,
still I see the farmer casting pearls before the swine
Come on down (Pigfeeder!)
Hey! Oi! 'Feeder get on down the line my man, I said
Hey! Oi! 'Feeder get on down the line.
Come on Piggy stop and look, you're hanging up on the same old hook
The "Feeder Rap" is top grade meat so get off your tail and trot to the beat
Hey! Oi! 'Feeder get on down the line poor fool
Hey! Oi! 'Piggy feeding is a crime!
Say what do you do when the farmer comes? Run piggy, run piggy, run, run, run!
Run to the office, run to the grave, the feeder is the farmer's slave.
Hey! Oi! 'Feeder get on down the line numbskull
Hey! Oi! 'Piggy feeding is a crime!
Snuffle, truffle, rootle, grunt, they put him down 'cos he's a runt
His curly tail is filled with woe, he's an extra in a pig shit show!
Hey! Oi! 'Feeder get on down the line lamebrain
Hey! Oi! piggy, feeding is a crime!
The unsuspecting workers are the bosses favorite tools,
they g-get on d-down the line of life and never break the rules.
Hey! Oi! 'Feeder get on down the line asshole
Hey! Oi! Feeder get on down the line!
Little piggies never feel the pain until they start to fry!
Little piggies just breed again and feed until they die!
Oi, Pigfeeder! Hey, Pigfeeder!
Oi, Pigfeeder Hey, Pigfeeder!
Oi!!
2. Time Machine
I've seen visions in the void flashing on my neon screen
I've seen a million shining tears falling on my time machine
Can I stop the King from dying with my time machine?
Now I see the arrow flying will he hear my scream (nooooooo!)
Don't go down to Hastings Harold, stay in town tonight!
Don't go down to Hastings Harold, stay in town tonight!
Life is like knots in the poem-foam breeze
Bird in the blue and wind in the trees
The gravy cheeks of the hillbilly boys
The burning sun and the rainfall noise
I have seen all future trouble there's no end in sight
Don't go down to Hastings Harold stay in town tonight!
(Solo)
I've seen armies on the ocean floor and fighters in the sky
I've seen thorns in the lions paw and arrows in the eye
And if the King should look my way, I'll be calling out my fear
But will he ever hear my warning through the lonely years?
Don't go down to Hastings Harold, stay in town tonight!
Don't go down to Hastings Harold, stay in town tonight!
Life is like prints in the dust of time, deep in the blue where the darkness shines
The gravy cheeks of the hillbilly boys, the burning sun and the rainfall noise
I have seen all future trouble there's no end in sight
Don't go down to Hastings Harold stay in town tonight!
Time machine!
In the spaces whispers fall and faces young grow old
And the distant thunder calls as the night turns cold.
Don't go down to Hastings Harold, stay in town tonight!
Don't go down to Hastings Harold, stay in town tonight!
Don't go!
Nine Inches of God!
Tonight the nun is learning how to speak in tongues
Tonight she'll come to understand the evil one
Nine inches of God will rise to sing her songs of praise
Nine inches of God inside will rectify her ways.
Leve with the devil kneeling in the night
Take his tube and smoke his pipe
Join loins lock your glands
feel a roman spear in your hands
Nine Inches of God!
Servants of the Lord may not beget
But Satan's tool is always wet
Lost sheep, on heat?
let this be my body you eat!
3. Nine Inches of God!
(Solo)
Nine Inches of God!
Don't you see they've got it wrong.
Heaven is nine inches long
God's beard is just a pubic grin
Mother nature knows no sin!
Solo (w/Bell!)
And the Lord spake unto the nun saying,
"Lift up they nasty habit and let not thine candle
holder be hid from my sight. Neither let thy
choir boys fall upon the stony ground lest they
should never rise up again".
And the Lord spake again saying,
"If a nun snog a priest she shall rejoice,
even as the rabbits of the field rejoice
and if a nun putteth fire in the deacon's beacon
she shall fall down and know the fruits thereof
and when the spirit has entered into her she
shall sit upon the right hand of God
and know the joy of heaven - Amen
4. The Poison Lake
Just when the flowers start to bloom an evil rain will stain them
Just when the secrets start to speak there's no one to explain them
Just when you think you're heart is pure the seeds of ruin infect you
The hate in Caine runs in every vien and nothing can protect you
From the chain (that's lashing) it's a blade that's flashing
in the dark it's cutting at the heart - it's out of control!!
The poison drips from the oldest tree, the black ship rides on a timeless sea.
The spell that binds all men with shame, is buried deep and lined with pain.
A thousand kings have seen the crime in the moonlit corners of the mind.
but cannot cut the chain!
(Solo 1)
So we have to drink of the bitter sweet and the venom keeps us thirsting.
We have to take from the poison lake to keep the flood from bursting
In the midnight sun the liquid runs in the victim and the stranger
When you see your face in the crimson pool - it's you in mortal danger!
The poison drips from the oldest tree, the black ship rides on a timeless sea.
The spell that binds all men with shame, is buried deep and lined with pain.
A thousand kings have seen the crime in the moonlit corners of the mind -
but cannot cut the chain!
5. The Dark Angel
See the burning eyes in the whirlwind sky
Flashing clouds unfold the thrill of steel - when the dark angel comes.
Silver spirit wings that were held on high
Turning fiery wheels within wheels - when the dark angel comes.
At the end there will be no no turning back From troubled skies
At the end all the colors will fade to black and the beast will rise in your heart
Thunder split the night how the earth will shake mighty waters boil to the sea
When the dark angel comes
Rushing winds of war make the black sky break voices in the final blizzard scream
When the dark angel comes
At the end there will be no no turning back From troubled skies
At the end all the colors will fade to black and the beast will rise in your heart
(Solo)
Little children turn away don't listen to his lies
Life is short and time is running, running from our lives
Little children turn away don't listen to his lies
Life is hard and love grows dark when there's black
Before your eyes - it's up to you.
(Solo)
You cry for a new breed but only the dark angel comes
Can you hear the sand running through the glass?
Can you hear our time ticking in the past?
Can you see the wick burning at both ends?
Can you hear the foes call each other friends?
You cry for a new breed but only the dark angel comes
Howling from below is only human fear,
man will turn the blade on himself, not the dark angel
Hiding ever deeper in the Ides of March we will hear the prophet's cry
When the dark angel comes.
At the end there will be no no turning back From troubled skies
At the end all the colors will fade to black and the beast will rise in your heart
You cry for a new breed - but only the dark angel comes!
Yeah!
6. Lovers of the Dream
When the snow is softly falling, when the lonely moon is bright,
I will hear you calling me through the silent night
I will find the love inside and you will set it free
'cause you will know I've always had the key
When the rain is falling through your empty heart
I will be the shelter, I will play the part.
And when the storm is breaking along the open sea
You can fall in love, you can fall in love with me.
All the colors will be streaming down, all the lights will shine
all the doors will open and all is yours and mine
'cause I know you're out there, I've seen you somewhere across a distant sand
So I'll keep the night and I'll burn the light 'till the fire is in our hand!
Solo
'cause I know you're out there, I've seen you somewhere, across a distant sand
so I'll keep the light, I will burn the light 'till the fire is in our hand
When the wind is calling like a song the lonely sing
We will use that lonely song for soaring on the wing
And though we may not meet until the sun is going down
I know one day that we will wear the crown
I may not be the soldier you may not be the Queen
But the night belongs to lovers of the dream.
7. Poor Bastard!
You've seen the spastics on the bus who dribble down the glass
I wonder why we make them live when nature lets them pass
(poor bastards!)
Watching cripples on TV now my tears fall in my tea
Christians whining at my door bringing heartache from the poor
Starving lonely blind and black broken hearted sick and fat
You know I'm not overjoyed while the hangman's unemployed!
Poor Bastard!
Retarded children should be slapped, the ugly too and the handi-capped
Sex aids benders to their knees - no such luck for amputees!
Don't reach for the razor, don't take it to heart
We had to be cruel to have a good laugh
(sounds of coughing in damp basement)
(spoilt, snot-nosed, hateful schoolboy brat - played by Dave)
Mother, are there any more crusts?
(horrible, whining upper class twat of the year, mother - played by the rev)
No! There are no more crusts!
8. Spinning on the Wheel
Tell me a dreamy fairy tale and sing a lullaby
Let me see the pictures and hold me when I cry
Out there is the smiling moon and a million twinkling stars
A lifetime seems so long to me and living seems so hard
I'm a child, I'm a child and my chance is the only one I have
Now I've grown your hearts have turned to stone!
All my hopes are torn I'm driven by the storm
In my time of need you leave me here to bleed
I'm spinning on the wheel
There's a scream that makes no sound where the lost and sinking drowned
Where the weak are swept along by the wheel that's turning on
Take the fire and take the shield now the strong will be revealed
Where the binding chains are gone from the wheel that's turning on
(Solo)
Fight! Fight! Fight!
Life's a twisted game of chance pull the strings and see them dance
Love's a foolish fairy tale, turns me pale!
All I need is a lady moving softly in my hand,
All I need is a glass of wine and I will understand
I will find the rainbow's end, I will touch the gold
And I know the meaning of the story will unfold
Out in the late streets, the night is creeping on
When the darkness reaches me I will know the song.
The wheel has come full circle and the page is fading fast
Will you forget the story when it's past?
Spinning on the wheel, spinning on the wheel.