Artrocková hudba – ukázky

1973. Asi nejslavnější artrockové album.

  • David Gilmour – kytara, syntezátor, zpěv
  • Roger Waters – baskytara, syntezátor, zvukové efekty, zpěv
  • Rick Wright – klávesy, syntezátor, zpěv
  • Nick Mason – bicí, perkuse, zvukové efekty

a dále

Dick Parry – saxofon ve skladbách „Money“ a „Us and Them“, Clare Torry – vokály ve skladbě „The Great Gig in the Sky“, Lesley Duncan, Barry St. John, Liza Strike, Doris Troy – vokály

Speak to Me, Breathe

Mason, Waters, Gilmour, Wright

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Breathe, breathe in the air.
Don’t be afraid to care.
Leave, don’t leave me.
Look around and choose your own ground.

Long you live and high you fly
smiles you’ll give and tears you’ll cry
all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be.

Run, rabbit run.
Dig that hole, FORget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Don’t sit down it’s time to dig another one.

For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race towards an early grave.

On the Run

Gilmour, Waters

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On the Run
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Mason, Waters, Wright, Gilmour

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Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
Fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
And you are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it’s sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way, but you’re older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over, thought I’d something more to say

Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
And when I come home cold and tired
It’s good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells.

The Great Gig in the Sky

Wright, Torryová

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The Great Gig in the Sky
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Money, get away
Get a good job with more pay and you’re okay
Money, it’s a gas
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash
New car, caviar, four star daydream,
Think I’ll buy me a football team

(Second verse)
Money get back
I’m alright, Jack, keep your hands off my stack.
Money it’s a hit
Don’t give me that do goody good bullshit
I’m in the hi-fidelity first class traveling set
And I think I need a Lear jet

(Guitar solo)

(Third Verse)
Money it’s a crime
Share it fairly but don’t take a slice of my pie
Money so they say
Is the root of all evil today
But if you ask for a rise it’s no surprise that they’re giving none away

„HuHuh! I was in the right!“
„Yes, absolutely in the right!“
„I certainly was in the right!“
„You was definitely in the right. That geezer was cruising for a bruising!“
„Why does anyone do anything?“
„I don’t know, I was really drunk at the time!“
„I was just telling him, he couldn’t get into number 2. He was asking why he wasn’t coming up on freely, after I was yelling and screaming and telling him why he wasn’t coming up on freely. It came as a heavy blow, but we sorted the matter out“

Us and Them

Waters, Wright

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Us and Them
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Us and them
And after all we’re only ordinary men
Me, and you
God only knows it’s not what we would choose to do
Forward he cried from the rear
And the front rank died
and the General sat, and the lines on the map
Moved from side to side

Black and blue
And who knows which is which and who is who
Up and Down
And in the end it’s only round and round and round
Haven’t you heard it’s a battle of words
The poster bearer cried
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There’s room for you inside

Down and Out
It can’t be helped but there’s a lot of it about
With, without
And who’ll deny it’s what the fighting’s all about
Out of the way, it’s a busy day
I’ve got things on my mind
For want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died

Any Colour You Like

Gilmour, Mason, Wright

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Any Colour You Like
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Brain Damage, Eclipse


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Brain Damage, Eclipse
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The lunatic is on the grass.
The lunatic is on the grass.
Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs.
Got to keep the loonies on the path.

The lunatic is in the hall.
The lunatics are in my hall.
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And every day the paper boy brings more.

And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
And if there is no room upon the hill
And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too
I’ll see you on the dark side of the moon.

The lunatic is in my head.
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me ‚til I’m sane.
You lock the door
And throw away the key
There’s someone in my head but it’s not me.

And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear.
And if the band you’re in starts playing different tunes
I’ll see you on the dark side of the moon.

The Dark Side of the Moon

Celé album

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Pink Floyd - The Dark Side of the Moon
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