the hunt

• new model army'nin the ghost of cain albumunden, mahalle sakinlerinin cevrelerindeki kabadayilardan/uyu$turucu saticilarindan intikam almalarini konu alan bir $arkidir. sepultura da calip soylemi$tir ama, orijinalidir agababasi. ozellikle artik bicak kemige dayandigi zaman
  
  we could spend our whole lives waiting
  for some thunderbolt to come
  we could spend our whole lives waiting
  for some justice to be done
  unless we make our own
  
  denmesi vurucudur dostlar. hatta dayanamiyorum, sozlerini de verecem:
  
  we went into town on the tuesday night
  searching all the places that you hang about
  we're looking for you
  in the back street cellar dive drinking clubs
  in the discotheques and the gaming pubs
  we're looking for you
  you will pay the price for my own sweet brother
  and what he has become
  and a hundred other boys and girls
  and all that you have done
  
  we picked up the trail at the seven crowns
  one of your cronies, he was doing your rounds
  we followed him
  just a silhouette figure up market pass
  where the headlamps shine on the broken glass
  we followed him
  over the bridge by the old canal
  where the shadows dance on the lighted wall
  he stopped to light up a cigarette
  and we dived into a doorway
  
  no police, no summons, no courts of law
  no proper procedure, no rules of war
  no mitigating circumstance
  no layers fees, no second chance
  
  there are lasses getting trouble on their own home beat
  there are old folk battered in the open street
  in this city of hours
  there are eyes that see but say nothing at all
  there are ears that hear but they don't recall
  in this city of hours
  so we followed your man back to your front door
  and we're waiting for you outside
  'cause not everybody here is scared of you
  not everybody passes on the other side
  
  no police, no summons, no courts of law . . .
  
  and we could spend our whole lives waiting for some thunderbolt to come
  and we could spend our whole lives waiting for some justice to be done
  unless we make our own
• (bkz: the definition of kraft and wille)
  (bkz: atrocity)
  
  sinful i have taken life by life mortality a gift you have to make
  blood and sweat is the nourishment bloody victim the hunt is your painful end
  nervously your skin is turning wet merciless i stab you in the back
  steel of sword is reaching tender flesh lustfully i cut your head from neck
  panic,butcher bleeding for my need
  never enter my hunting ground 'cause i get you and i smash you down
  i cut you,slash you till your death i slice your heart and steal your breath
  the hunt is on! manhunt is on!
  i slaughter you,i slice your throat apart i punish you,your neverresting soul
  gruesome,black and obscure night entirely i have given death's delight
  panic,butcher bleeding for my need
  you and me - the chosen ones
  the hunt is on!
• meraklısı bilir (herhalde), ta seneler önceki bir apolitika sayısında eli sopalı yunanistanlı anarşistleri gösteren bir fotoğraf vardı, altında da "faşistler, sizi beklemiyoruz, sizi arıyoruz!" yazıyordu. bu parça bana ısrarla o fotoğrafı hatırlatır ve vice versa.
• sepultura cover'ını beğenmediğim şaheser bir şarkı. özellikle vokaller hiç oturmamış cover'da.
• sepultura versiyonunda insanın gözünün önüne bir grup mağara adamının nedensiz bir şekilde öğürüp etrafa saldırması geliyor (bence). halbuki orijinalinde ciddi ve sinsi bir takip de var. bana nothing personal'ı hatırlatır bu şarkı. şöyle bir sahne mesela: ellerinde kalaslarla kapının arkasında bekliyorlar, ya da on sekizinden küçük bir çocuk gizli gizli babasının silahını abisini tartaklayan adamın kafasına dayıyor. "no rules of war" lafı da ira mahkumlarının zamanında savaş suçlusu sayılmak istenmesiyle mi alalakıdır acaba (ki alakalıdır kanımca).
• (bkz: the hunt for red october)
• new model army'nin and nobody else albümünde orjinalinden oldukça farklı yorumlanmış nadide bir canlı kaydı da vardır.
• narrator bey sağolsun, sayesinde varlığından haberdar olduğum niyaz grubunun süper bir şarkısıdır. youtube link'ini de vereyim tam olsun:
  
  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ynmchwssmuo
• 2005 çıkışlı unleash the fury albümünden bir yngwie malmsteen parçası..
  
  now you look away.
  onto the horizon.
  kneel and pray.
  you better pray for your life.
  piece by piece.
  it all becomes clearer.
  now the chains are off.
  and the demons are here.
  
  see no evil.
  hear no evil.
  speak no evil.
  oh no.
  
  the structure falls.
  as the spell has been broken.
  now the hunt begins.
  the tempest is near.
  now there is no doubt.
  you will fall their prey.
  there's no way out.
  your soul can't be saved.
  
  see no evil.
  hear no evil.
  speak no evil.
  oh no.
  
  it will all turn to ashes.
  as they are burning it down.
  it will all come to pass.
  and they will be taking you down.
  so now the hunters ride.
  and soon they will be upon you.
  the wall will rise again.
  you better pray for your soul.
  
  see no evil.
  hear no evil.
  speak no evil.
  oh no
• niyazin farsca sozlerinin tek kelimesini bile anlamadan dinleyip, farkli seyler dusunup doruklara sevdalindiran azam alinin sesiyle insanin hem yerinde duramamasini saglayip hemde belkide kotu ve huzunlu birsey anlatiyor diyerek yerinde oturtan sarkisi..