Din favoritt låtskriver!

[Juden]

Hvem er din favoritt låtskriver?

 

Kom med han/hun og forklar hvorfor han/hun er favoritten din.

 

Ta gjerne med tekster!

[Megnus]

Mike Shinoda

 

Liker hvordan han får så flyt i Rap-tekstene sine. De er ofte geniale og det er veldig lett å forstå hva han sier i forhold til mange andre rappere.

[Cashmere]

Min favoritt låtskriver/vokalist må bare være Maynard James Keenan som synger i både A Perfect Circle og Tool.

 

Jeg vet ikke om han skrev tekster for A Perfect Circle, men det gjør han ihvertfall for Tool (han skriver alle tekstene).

 

Her kan du se teksten fra en av mine Tool-favoritter, The Pot (hentet fra metrolyrics.com):

 

Klikk for å se/fjerne innholdet nedenfor

Who are you to wave your finger?

Ya' must have been out your head.

Eyeball deep in muddy waters.

You practically raised the dead.

 

Rob the grave, to snow the cradle.

Then burn the evidence down.

Soapbox, house of cards, and glass,

So don't go tossin' your stones around.

 

You must have been high.

You must have been high.

You must have been.

 

Foot in mouth, and head up asshole.

Whatcha talkin' 'bout?

Difficult to dance 'round this one

'til you pull it out.

 

Boy!

 

You must have been, so high.

You must have been, so high.

 

Steal, borrow, refer, save your shady inference.

Kangaroo done hung the juror with the innocent.

 

Now you're weeping shades of chosen indigo

Got lemon juice up in your...EYE!

 

When you pissed all over my black kettle

 

You must have been HIGH, HIGH

You must have been HIGH, HIGH

 

Who are you to wave your finger?

So full of it.

Eyeballs deep in muddy waters

F**kin' hypocrite.

 

Liar, lawyer, mirror, show me.

What's the difference?

 

 

Kangaroo done hung the guilty with the innocent.

 

NOW!!

You'll weep or, change the chosen indigo.

Got lemon juice up in your high eye.

When you pissed all over my black kettle

 

You musta been!

 

So who are you to wave your finger?

 

Who are you to wave your fatty finger at me?

You must, have been, out your, mind!

 

Weepin' shades of indigo

Shed without a reason

Weepin' shades of indigo

 

 

 

Liar, lawyer,

Mirror for ya,

What's the difference?

kangaroo be stoned

He's guilty as the government

 

NOW!!

Will you weep or, change the chosen indigo

Got lemon juice up in your, EYE!!

EYE!!

 

Now when you pissed all over my black kettle.

You musta been HIGH,

HIGH,

HIGH,

HIGH.

Eyeballs deep in muddy waters

Your balls deep in muddy waters.

Ganja, please,

you must have been out your MIND!!

[fbassbassbass]

Min favoritt går til Simen Hæstnes. Jobben han gjorde på Arcturus' "Sideshow Symphonies" er helt utrolig, for meg i alle fall.

 

To av favorittene:

Klikk for å se/fjerne innholdet nedenfor

Arcturus - White Noise Monster

 

Crowded mind working overtime in a shrinking stinking home a

Presence arrives just out of sight

Hides in the maze collects all mistakes

White noise withering weeds of deeds

Worshipping with filth in the temple of guilt

Filing its womb with pleasure and doom

Monstrous urban paranoia sweeping over my mine-field mind

Trigging random horrors cause and effect is a bittersweet sect

And I am priest of loons and carrier of wounds a battle fatigued

Random seed

Placed on this earth and fucked up from birth

Who gives a flying shit anyway

In a room without view I cold-sweat and drew

My theories of everything and anything would do

Reading the mind of mankind's deamon

Pushing the line forward all the time

A deep-space satellite on light-speed depressed

Torn and obsessed by a lifetime of jests

 

Klikk for å se/fjerne innholdet nedenfor

Arcturus - Hufsa

 

Med gufs og hyl jeg visner marken

Ett uggent gys skiller ved og barken

Ser tilbake på frost og tåke

Natt som dag I evig våke

Gold kulde river

Mot lys jeg driver

Men alle glør dør der

Der hvor jeg hviler min bør

Alltid alene

Der finnes ingen som kan vandre med meg

Evig vinter er hva jeg er

Du er tedd når jeg er nær

Sjelen søker evig varme

Allt den får en ensom harme

Markens grøde for all tid øde

Der jeg setter mitt spor

Min sorg et større enn ord

 

En god tekst er en tekst du må tenke på/gjennom for å forstå mener jeg

Endret 22. juli 2007 av Blikeng91

[dabbo-baze]

Cedric Bixler-Zavala.

Fordi han er original.

 

Noen favoritter:

 

Klikk for å se/fjerne innholdet nedenfor

I count the days to find, what was left behind

Only these names I clutch, will lead me to my home

Somehow this river marks, a wrinkle hand in mine

And everyday that parts, the water into two

Mothers and feathers start, to drown the living proof

 

Klikk for å se/fjerne innholdet nedenfor

Brick by brick, the night eclipsed

Pricked by cuticle thorns

Dried the sleep on nursery slits

Into this life I'm born

Heaven's just a scab away

I'd like to see you after just one taste

 

Sink your teeth into the flesh of midnight

Night forever more

Let them see it has begun

The others I've become

 

Klikk for å se/fjerne innholdet nedenfor

It’s been thirteen seconds since you all last said

I’ve become the apparition, you predicted for my death

You said that flirting brings you closer to the end

You can bait into the water, but you’ll never get the hint

 

My coat has hid the marks

Mink hits the shovel fix

Near the sway of pendulums

Boar abrasions and a kiss, she said;

I’ll never let them hurt you

I’ll never let them in

What you took from me is mine

And what is mine I’ll never give

Endret 22. juli 2007 av dabbo-baze

[Lycantrophe]

Litt ot: Savage-garden, hvor mange favortt-tråder er det du har laget nå?

[dabbo-baze]

Litt ot: Savage-garden, hvor mange tråder er det du har laget nå?

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Endret 22. juli 2007 av dabbo-baze

[Gjest member-101642]

Jeg liker Joachim Nielsen. Rocka og tøff musikk, i tillegg til tekster alle kan kjenne seg igjen i. Roger Waters er også meget dyktig, men på en annen måte. Syd Barrett er heller ikke så dum. Skikkelig psykelisk musikk og sære, merkelige tekster.

Endret 24. juli 2007 av member-101642

[SSSø]

Må vel si at Sage Francis, Buck 65 og Immortal Technique er favorittene.

 

 

Buck 65 - Phil

 

 

Skulle vel nevnt Big L, Common og Nas også, men det får bli en annen gang.

Endret 25. juli 2007 av Arbakadarba

[Juden]

Litt ot: Savage-garden, hvor mange favortt-tråder er det du har laget nå?

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mange!

 

Stolt over meg eller?

[.Marcus]

Min favoritt låtskriver/vokalist må bare være Maynard James Keenan som synger i både A Perfect Circle og Tool.

 

Jeg vet ikke om han skrev tekster for A Perfect Circle, men det gjør han ihvertfall for Tool (han skriver alle tekstene).

 

Her kan du se teksten fra en av mine Tool-favoritter, The Pot (hentet fra metrolyrics.com):

 

Klikk for å se/fjerne innholdet nedenfor

Who are you to wave your finger?

Ya' must have been out your head.

Eyeball deep in muddy waters.

You practically raised the dead.

 

Rob the grave, to snow the cradle.

Then burn the evidence down.

Soapbox, house of cards, and glass,

So don't go tossin' your stones around.

 

You must have been high.

You must have been high.

You must have been.

 

Foot in mouth, and head up asshole.

Whatcha talkin' 'bout?

Difficult to dance 'round this one

'til you pull it out.

 

Boy!

 

You must have been, so high.

You must have been, so high.

 

Steal, borrow, refer, save your shady inference.

Kangaroo done hung the juror with the innocent.

 

Now you're weeping shades of chosen indigo

Got lemon juice up in your...EYE!

 

When you pissed all over my black kettle

 

You must have been HIGH, HIGH

You must have been HIGH, HIGH

 

Who are you to wave your finger?

So full of it.

Eyeballs deep in muddy waters

F**kin' hypocrite.

 

Liar, lawyer, mirror, show me.

What's the difference?

 

 

Kangaroo done hung the guilty with the innocent.

 

NOW!!

You'll weep or, change the chosen indigo.

Got lemon juice up in your high eye.

When you pissed all over my black kettle

 

You musta been!

 

So who are you to wave your finger?

 

Who are you to wave your fatty finger at me?

You must, have been, out your, mind!

 

Weepin' shades of indigo

Shed without a reason

Weepin' shades of indigo

 

 

 

Liar, lawyer,

Mirror for ya,

What's the difference?

kangaroo be stoned

He's guilty as the government

 

NOW!!

Will you weep or, change the chosen indigo

Got lemon juice up in your, EYE!!

EYE!!

 

Now when you pissed all over my black kettle.

You musta been HIGH,

HIGH,

HIGH,

HIGH.

Eyeballs deep in muddy waters

Your balls deep in muddy waters.

Ganja, please,

you must have been out your MIND!!

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Er rimelig sikker på at han skrev alle tekstene i APC

[athorb]

Jeg kan ikke tenke meg noen bedre enn Tom Waits, av artister som jeg har grunnlag til å uttale meg om er det kun Bob Dylan som kan matche ham.

Ellers vil jeg nevne Common, som er en ganske skilla lyriker.

[Imho]

Roger Waters, tidligere medlem av det velkjente bandet Pink Floyd. Selv liker jeg tekstene på soloalbumene hans best, da spesielt Amused to death. Jeg liker Waters fordi han har en fantastisk evne til å skildre verdenssituasjonen, med få ord, og samtidig kritisere de som utnytter samfunnet slik det har blitt. Roger Waters synger for å forbedre verden.

 

It's a miracle

 

Klikk for å se/fjerne innholdet nedenfor

Miraculous you call it babe

You ain't seen nothing yet

They've got Pepsi in the Andes

McDonalds in Tibet

Yosemite's been turned into

A golf course for the Japs

The Dead Sea is alive with rap

Between the Tigris and Euphrates

There's a leisure centre now

They've got all kinds of sports

They've got Bermuda shorts

They had sex in Pennsylvania

A Brazilian grew a tree

A doctor in Manhattan

Saved a dying man for free

It's a miracle

Another Miracle

By the grace of God Almighty

And the pressures of the marketplace

The human race has civilized itself

It's a miracle

We've got warehouses of butter

We've got oceans of wine

We've got famine when we need it

Got designer crime

We've got Mercedes

We've got Porsche

Ferrari and Rolls Royce

We've got choice

She said meet me

In the Garden of Gethsemene my dear

The Lord said Peter I can see

Your house from here

An honest family man

Finally reaped what he had sown

A farmer in Ohio has just repaid a loan

It's a miracle

By the grace of God Almighty

And the pressures of the marketplace

The human race has civilized itself

It's a miracle

We cower in our shelters

With our hands over our ears

Lloyd-Webber's awful stuff

Runs for years and years and years

An earthquake hits the theater

But the operetta lingers

Then the piano lid comes down

And breaks his fucking fingers

It's a miracle

Endret 25. juli 2007 av Imho

[sim91]

Matt Heafy fra Trivium <3

Fordi han har skrevet ekstrem bra sanger

Og skrev alle tekstene på det første albummet når han bare var 17 år