Brilliant. Very few can go where Michael Gira goes. The acoustics here capture his voice and leave his guitar just where they should be.
@19eightyforeisnow5 ай бұрын
!! I had thought he hadnt played this live since the 90s..
@barmaglotta4753 Жыл бұрын
When, when we were young We had no history So nothing to lose Meant we could choose Choose what we wanted then Without any fear Or thought of revenge But then you grew old And I lost my ambition So I gained an addiction To drink and depression (they are mine My only true friends And I'll keep them with me Until the very end) I'd choose not to remember But I miss your arrogance And I need your intelligence And your hate for authority But now you're gone I read it today They found you in spain Face down in the street With a bottle in your hand And a wild smile on your face And a knife in your back You died in a foreign land And they found my letter Rolled up in your pocket Where I said I'd kill myself If she left me again So now she's gone And you're both in my mind I've got one thing to say Before I am drunk again: God damn the sun God damn the sun God damn anyone That says a kind word God damn the sun God damn the sun God damn the light it shines And this world it shows God damn the sun