Guauuu!!
Yo solamente había escuchado dos discos del VNV Nation, el Advance and Follow de 1995 y el EMPIRES de 1999, y me parecían un buenos discos de una combinación de eso que los especialistas llaman Electro Body Music y música Industrial, para lograr lo que ellos llaman FUTUREPOP. VNV Nation es una banda londinense compuesta por dos tíos: Ronan Harris y Mark Jackson.
Consultando al gran dios pagano Wikipedia, me enteré que el nombre de VNV Nation, está formado por la abreviación de Victory Not Vengeance, el cual es un lema al que se hace referencia en toda su discografía.
VNV Nation comenzó como un proyecto solista de Ronan Harris, y es hasta 1995 que sacan Advance and Follow, gran disco con una mezcla de rolas bailables, pop agresivo, beats electrónicos envueltos en una atmosfera oscura y adictiva.
Empires fue el disco que los llevó a ser conocidos en todo el mundo, Empires era un disco aún más trabajado que los anteriores, más atascado en los sintetizadores y con coros más pegajosos, que invitan al que no sabe inglés a seguirlo con el tradicional washa-washa.
Posteriormente, la banda sacó en el 2002 Futureperfect, lo que para sus más ortodoxos seguidores representó un alejamiento de los orígenes, y un acercamiento al trance, este cambio hizo que el grupo aumentara su popularidad, aunque muchos fans seguían prefiriendo el sonido oscuro y agresivo de los primeros discos .
Y de allí, ya no había escuchado nada más, hasta que me encontré con el Matter and Form del 2005, el cual me parece un gran disco, sonidos rudos, atmósferas oscuras y regreso a las rolas sonoras. Y podemos encontrar el primer single Chrome. Cuando dice: un millón de rostros, cada uno de ellos un millón de mentiras. pssssssss, que buena rola…
CHROME
…
A million faces, each a million lies
for each and all a chrome disguise
prompts for action, force reaction
embody promise in a sheen so pure.
Hurt, the measure of blind ambition,
the testament to your singular disease.
Against all wisdom you heed no warning,
your desires giving you away.
…
A million faces, each a million lies
for each and all a chrome disguise
prompts for action, force reaction
embody promise in a sheen so pure.
Hurt, the measure of blind ambition,
the testament to your singular disease.
Against all wisdom you heed no warning,
your desires giving you away.
…
If I could change your mind,
I wouldn't save you from the path you wander.
In desperation dreams, any soul can set you free.
And I still hear you scream,
in every breath, in every single motion.
Burning innocence, the fire to set you free.
…
I wouldn't save you from the path you wander.
In desperation dreams, any soul can set you free.
And I still hear you scream,
in every breath, in every single motion.
Burning innocence, the fire to set you free.
…
Your actions turn conquest to dust.
In portents of fate, you foolishly place trust.
Sense fear in your broken breathing.
Resort to shadows till your body expires.
All creation has the promise of heaven,
and still you travel the road to hell.
I'm saying nothing for the good of myself,
but I'm still talking and you're not listening.
…
In portents of fate, you foolishly place trust.
Sense fear in your broken breathing.
Resort to shadows till your body expires.
All creation has the promise of heaven,
and still you travel the road to hell.
I'm saying nothing for the good of myself,
but I'm still talking and you're not listening.
…
If I could change your mind,
I wouldn't save you from the path you wander.
In desperation dreams, any soul can set you free.
And I still hear you scream,
in every breath, in every single motion.
Burning innocence, the fire to set you free.
…
I wouldn't save you from the path you wander.
In desperation dreams, any soul can set you free.
And I still hear you scream,
in every breath, in every single motion.
Burning innocence, the fire to set you free.
…
As night descends upon the city,
the streets are cold, the lights go by.
And in the stories of the people,
a million faces, a million lies.
They'll never say they feel what you feel,
that they can see the world you see.
And in their faces, their expressions,
a million faces, a million lies.
the streets are cold, the lights go by.
And in the stories of the people,
a million faces, a million lies.
They'll never say they feel what you feel,
that they can see the world you see.
And in their faces, their expressions,
a million faces, a million lies.
LA DIREC:
http://rapidshare.com/files/83286513/VNV_Nation-Matter_And_Form_2005_LovePainFear.rar
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