Sunn O)))
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Sunn O)))
Stvarno ne znam gde da svrstam ovo...
Bio Roll danas do mene i doneo mi par albuma ovog genijalnog benda... sve sama remek dela. Sto kaze nas narod totalni cutting edge (kating edz) moderne muzike. Kako je Roll mudro primetio, ovi likovi ustvari ni ne pripadaju nasem vremenu, oni dolaze iz buducnosti i objavljuju albume...Da, TOLIKO su ispred svog vremena.
Prva stvar koju primetite kada pustite bilo koju njihovu pesmu je da su to toliko niske frekfencije da se useres....bukvalno. < http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brown_note
Tu je opet cudno zasto im se albumi zovu "white 1" , "white 2" , "black one" ... Logicnije bi bilo da nazovu "Brown 1,2,3....".
Druga stvar ... nema bubnjara... tu su izgleda dva lika sa gitarama i gomilom "efekata" i jedan pevac...nije bas da peva al' ajd' sad...
Treca stvar je da ja ama bas nista nisam skontao. Koja je poenta ovoga? Ovo moze da "svira" i osoba koja u zivotu nije videla a ni cula za elektricnu gitaru. Znaci ne zezam se stvarno me zanima.
Nadam se da ovim ne vredjam ljude koji slusaju Sunn O))) i molim ih da mi objasne sta se ovde desava i sta to meni uporno izmice.
Ovo je koliko sam skontao oficijalni sajt benda http://www.sunnborisaltar.com/ Izgleda da momci nemaju para pa su uz pomoc Borisa (kontam da je Rus..neki mafijas...ili bivsi KGB-ovac) uspeli da skrpe kintu i zajedno registruju domen.
Evo da vidite i cujete ... (NAPOMENA: Ovo nije tonska proba ovo je zaista pesma)
Pesma ima i text samo sto stvarno nisam imao strpljenja da ga docekam... Ide ovako:
Face down where the ancient soil meets the discarded flesh, the great stench of all that is rotten, and forgotten, the unburied clamber into what you were, feasting on the joy that is stolen forever, alchemy of disgust and hatred, the unceremonious, the smell of all final moments at once, embedded in the great beasts flesh, the carrier of the tormented, the final journey through the impossible, a silence so vast, that deafens with its roaring certainty, to the unnamed places, guarded by the ancient carrion and their minions of vomit and pestilence.
Bio Roll danas do mene i doneo mi par albuma ovog genijalnog benda... sve sama remek dela. Sto kaze nas narod totalni cutting edge (kating edz) moderne muzike. Kako je Roll mudro primetio, ovi likovi ustvari ni ne pripadaju nasem vremenu, oni dolaze iz buducnosti i objavljuju albume...Da, TOLIKO su ispred svog vremena.
Prva stvar koju primetite kada pustite bilo koju njihovu pesmu je da su to toliko niske frekfencije da se useres....bukvalno. < http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brown_note
Tu je opet cudno zasto im se albumi zovu "white 1" , "white 2" , "black one" ... Logicnije bi bilo da nazovu "Brown 1,2,3....".
Druga stvar ... nema bubnjara... tu su izgleda dva lika sa gitarama i gomilom "efekata" i jedan pevac...nije bas da peva al' ajd' sad...
Treca stvar je da ja ama bas nista nisam skontao. Koja je poenta ovoga? Ovo moze da "svira" i osoba koja u zivotu nije videla a ni cula za elektricnu gitaru. Znaci ne zezam se stvarno me zanima.
Nadam se da ovim ne vredjam ljude koji slusaju Sunn O))) i molim ih da mi objasne sta se ovde desava i sta to meni uporno izmice.
Ovo je koliko sam skontao oficijalni sajt benda http://www.sunnborisaltar.com/ Izgleda da momci nemaju para pa su uz pomoc Borisa (kontam da je Rus..neki mafijas...ili bivsi KGB-ovac) uspeli da skrpe kintu i zajedno registruju domen.
Evo da vidite i cujete ... (NAPOMENA: Ovo nije tonska proba ovo je zaista pesma)
Pesma ima i text samo sto stvarno nisam imao strpljenja da ga docekam... Ide ovako:
Face down where the ancient soil meets the discarded flesh, the great stench of all that is rotten, and forgotten, the unburied clamber into what you were, feasting on the joy that is stolen forever, alchemy of disgust and hatred, the unceremonious, the smell of all final moments at once, embedded in the great beasts flesh, the carrier of the tormented, the final journey through the impossible, a silence so vast, that deafens with its roaring certainty, to the unnamed places, guarded by the ancient carrion and their minions of vomit and pestilence.
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Re: Sunn O)))
Aha, naveli smo još jednu teoriju - da sve to ima mnogo više smisla ako je slušalac "high". S druge strane, sve ima mnogo više smisla kada je slušalac "high", a "tried and true" muzika za slušanje u takvim stanjima svesti je obično Frenk Zapa, Pink Flojd...
Samo da spomenem - nemojte misliti da je to neka grupa "mladi smo i ne znamo ništa drugo nego da budemo alternativni" tipova... Od spominjanja i pohvala za Sunn O))) bukvalno ne može da se živi na forumima kao što su (recimo) HCUF.
Dakle, pošto su u pitanju ozbiljni i ozbiljno hvaljeni muzičari... možda nam je samo vreme da se podmladimo.
Što se tekstova tiče - tekstovi im nisu baš potpuno lupetanje, momci su pročitali više nego jedno "Treće Oko" i verovatno učestovali u više nego jednom skrnavljenju devica, ali... Većinom je to onaj "komercijalni satanizam", ako smem da se tako izrazim a da nikog ne naljutim. Ima par zanimljivih ironijskih obrta, i dosta citata koji ne spadaju u "koristim samo one ezoterične reference koje mogu da nađem za maksimalno pet minuta čitanja Wikipedije". Ipak, za mene, konačan utisak - i oni bi samo neki dinar od "ja sam mlad pa ću da budem zao, svima u inat" kolača.
Ko uspe da do kraja pročita tekst za "My Wall", ima od MFa pet Bambija:
And I do walk upon Wan’s Dyke
And I do survey the land
And I did become the Reaper with my own bare hands+
For I am Wodan,
Though, some call me Hermes,
Some call me Roman Mercury,
God of cargos,
God of weather,
Hanging God of boundaries,
Hanging God of Gibbet Hill
Killing God of hidden doorways.
Spinning the yarn from Wansdyke to Silbury
Spinning the taelbook, telling the tale
Telling the tellbook to all and sundry
Keltiberians and Irish Gael
Then I hear camp followers bellow afar
Their shrieking lament for Johnny Guitar:
"Look to the farthest far horizon
Look to the bloodlust deepest scar
Look to the scattering Brythonic uprising
For this be the wall of Johnny Guitar
There be the ditch that you shall die in
Here be the wall that I shall cry on
Ditch dug with antler and ox bone shovel
This rising wall that shades our ancient hovel."
Look to the north a quick mile yonder
Look to our Yggdrasilbury
Look to the Saxon chasing Viking
Look to the Norman chasing Saxon
Look to the German chasing German
German German German German
Here in the bloodlust deeper scar
For here be the wall of Johnny Guitar
"Play your gloom axe Stephen O’Malley
Sub bass clinging to the sides of the valley
Sub bass ringing in each last ditch and combe
Greg Anderson purvey a sonic doom."
To rage in sound this valiant despair
Doom and gloom as each a splendid pair
To rage in sound the valiant despair:
Not Abraham,
Not Moses
And not Christ
Neither Jove to whom we sacrificed,
Not Attis
Not Mohammed,
But to hilltop Thor
We rave and dance and weep and we implore:
Look to the farthest far horizon
Don’t blame the messenger,
Don’t blame the messenger,
Look to the farthest far horizon
Don’t blame the messenger.
Don’t blame the messenger,
For I am Death so Ragnarock with me
For I am Doom so Ragnarock with me.
And I stood upon Wan’s Dyke
And I did survey the land
And I did become the Reaper with my own bare hands...
And then I was King Vikar with his arms outstretched
And then I was King Vikar with his broken neck
And then I was the villain and the victim and the priest
Was grim misunderstanding and was grim as death itself
My Wall My Wall caught in the thrall of my Wall
My Wall My Wall caught beneath the thrall of my Wall.
Here in the bloodlust deeper scar
For here be the wall of Johnny Guitar
Here in the bloodlust deeper scar
For here be the wall of Johnny Guitar
Play your gloom axe Stephen O’Malley
Sub bass ringing the sides of the valley
Sub bass climbing up each last ditch and combe
Greg Anderson purvey a sonic doom.
Stand in the thrall
Stand in the thrall
Stand in the thrall of my tidal wall
Stand in the thrall
Stand in the thrall
Stand in the thrall of my tidal wall
Stand in the thrall
Stand in the thrall
Stand in the thrall of my tidal wall
Mothers to your bosoms,
Grab your child and sing,
As to your breasts cascade and sing:
Brothers and fathers,
Down to the thing in the middle of the town
To judge at the thing
These the effeminate priests of Frey
That don their drag
And shriek through the day
That drag their God through the muddiest fields
Spilling seed to raise the yields
These the odd castrated womb-men
On this onerous land of no men
There the infernal priestess of Freyja,
These her people layer on layer
Then the infernal priestess of Freyja
Visiting the farms
The seething seer
Visiting the farms
And rarely leaving
Mounting the tumulus
The people grieving
Dodens doddering dead and dying.
Hear the modest priests of Ing
Who’s harkening always let us sing
That let’s us free our tightest waistband
Let’s us fertilise our own land
Spunked entire nations from one phallus
Spunked the vegetation into being
Spilled the super seed into the one day superceded earth.
Old Mother Fucker
She was a cocksucker
To give her poor family a home
Went down on their ding song
And drank for a sing song
But ended her sad life alone.
Around the church in Yatesbury the dead
Lie scattered underneath the sacred yew
As Sheila the Witch attending Sunday prayer
Praises a God but never tells them who
And from my Wall observing Sheila the Witch
Praises her God but never explaining which.
And every Monday night by the light of Moon
Those Meddlesome meddlesome meddlesome bells
And the heavy metal of the heathen bells
Meddlesome meddlesome meddlesome bells
And the bad heavy metal of the heathen bells
Meddlesome meddlesome meddlesome bells
And the heavy metal of the heathen bells
Meddlesome meddlesome meddlesome bells
And the bad heavy metal of the heathen bells
And Doggen can testify to my claim
That the Christians of Yatesbury are Christian in name
But their stomping pounding actions attest
To their Christianity happiest at rest
And Doggen who played at the John Stewart Hall
Can attest that its keeper is the heathenest of all
Is a shapeshifter tending to her hogweed hidden
And her dear Paul wallows in the village pond nay midden
For all of us are boundaried by Wan’s Dyke at the west
And the great world hill which spies us and can never let us rest
Bringing on Iranian Mithra
From its home beneath the east
Caught always in the thrall of my Wall
Caught always in the thrall of my Wall
Stand in the thrall
Stand in the thrall
Stand in the thrall of my wall
Stand in the thrall
Stand in the thrall
Stand in the thrall of my wall
Stand in the thrall
Stand in the thrall
Stand in the thrall of my wall
Here in the bloodlust deeper scar
For here be the wall of Johnny Guitar
Here in the bloodlust deeper scar
For here be the wall of Johnny Guitar
Play your gloom axe Stephen O’Malley
Sub bass ringing the sides of the valley
Sub bass climbing up each last ditch and combe
Greg Anderson purvey a sonic doom...
Don’t blame the messenger of gloom,
Don’t blame the messenger of doom,
For this be the Ragmarockingest aeion
In stillness O’Malley and Anderson play on... play on... play on...
Samo da spomenem - nemojte misliti da je to neka grupa "mladi smo i ne znamo ništa drugo nego da budemo alternativni" tipova... Od spominjanja i pohvala za Sunn O))) bukvalno ne može da se živi na forumima kao što su (recimo) HCUF.
Dakle, pošto su u pitanju ozbiljni i ozbiljno hvaljeni muzičari... možda nam je samo vreme da se podmladimo.
Što se tekstova tiče - tekstovi im nisu baš potpuno lupetanje, momci su pročitali više nego jedno "Treće Oko" i verovatno učestovali u više nego jednom skrnavljenju devica, ali... Većinom je to onaj "komercijalni satanizam", ako smem da se tako izrazim a da nikog ne naljutim. Ima par zanimljivih ironijskih obrta, i dosta citata koji ne spadaju u "koristim samo one ezoterične reference koje mogu da nađem za maksimalno pet minuta čitanja Wikipedije". Ipak, za mene, konačan utisak - i oni bi samo neki dinar od "ja sam mlad pa ću da budem zao, svima u inat" kolača.
Ko uspe da do kraja pročita tekst za "My Wall", ima od MFa pet Bambija:
And I do walk upon Wan’s Dyke
And I do survey the land
And I did become the Reaper with my own bare hands+
For I am Wodan,
Though, some call me Hermes,
Some call me Roman Mercury,
God of cargos,
God of weather,
Hanging God of boundaries,
Hanging God of Gibbet Hill
Killing God of hidden doorways.
Spinning the yarn from Wansdyke to Silbury
Spinning the taelbook, telling the tale
Telling the tellbook to all and sundry
Keltiberians and Irish Gael
Then I hear camp followers bellow afar
Their shrieking lament for Johnny Guitar:
"Look to the farthest far horizon
Look to the bloodlust deepest scar
Look to the scattering Brythonic uprising
For this be the wall of Johnny Guitar
There be the ditch that you shall die in
Here be the wall that I shall cry on
Ditch dug with antler and ox bone shovel
This rising wall that shades our ancient hovel."
Look to the north a quick mile yonder
Look to our Yggdrasilbury
Look to the Saxon chasing Viking
Look to the Norman chasing Saxon
Look to the German chasing German
German German German German
Here in the bloodlust deeper scar
For here be the wall of Johnny Guitar
"Play your gloom axe Stephen O’Malley
Sub bass clinging to the sides of the valley
Sub bass ringing in each last ditch and combe
Greg Anderson purvey a sonic doom."
To rage in sound this valiant despair
Doom and gloom as each a splendid pair
To rage in sound the valiant despair:
Not Abraham,
Not Moses
And not Christ
Neither Jove to whom we sacrificed,
Not Attis
Not Mohammed,
But to hilltop Thor
We rave and dance and weep and we implore:
Look to the farthest far horizon
Don’t blame the messenger,
Don’t blame the messenger,
Look to the farthest far horizon
Don’t blame the messenger.
Don’t blame the messenger,
For I am Death so Ragnarock with me
For I am Doom so Ragnarock with me.
And I stood upon Wan’s Dyke
And I did survey the land
And I did become the Reaper with my own bare hands...
And then I was King Vikar with his arms outstretched
And then I was King Vikar with his broken neck
And then I was the villain and the victim and the priest
Was grim misunderstanding and was grim as death itself
My Wall My Wall caught in the thrall of my Wall
My Wall My Wall caught beneath the thrall of my Wall.
Here in the bloodlust deeper scar
For here be the wall of Johnny Guitar
Here in the bloodlust deeper scar
For here be the wall of Johnny Guitar
Play your gloom axe Stephen O’Malley
Sub bass ringing the sides of the valley
Sub bass climbing up each last ditch and combe
Greg Anderson purvey a sonic doom.
Stand in the thrall
Stand in the thrall
Stand in the thrall of my tidal wall
Stand in the thrall
Stand in the thrall
Stand in the thrall of my tidal wall
Stand in the thrall
Stand in the thrall
Stand in the thrall of my tidal wall
Mothers to your bosoms,
Grab your child and sing,
As to your breasts cascade and sing:
Brothers and fathers,
Down to the thing in the middle of the town
To judge at the thing
These the effeminate priests of Frey
That don their drag
And shriek through the day
That drag their God through the muddiest fields
Spilling seed to raise the yields
These the odd castrated womb-men
On this onerous land of no men
There the infernal priestess of Freyja,
These her people layer on layer
Then the infernal priestess of Freyja
Visiting the farms
The seething seer
Visiting the farms
And rarely leaving
Mounting the tumulus
The people grieving
Dodens doddering dead and dying.
Hear the modest priests of Ing
Who’s harkening always let us sing
That let’s us free our tightest waistband
Let’s us fertilise our own land
Spunked entire nations from one phallus
Spunked the vegetation into being
Spilled the super seed into the one day superceded earth.
Old Mother Fucker
She was a cocksucker
To give her poor family a home
Went down on their ding song
And drank for a sing song
But ended her sad life alone.
Around the church in Yatesbury the dead
Lie scattered underneath the sacred yew
As Sheila the Witch attending Sunday prayer
Praises a God but never tells them who
And from my Wall observing Sheila the Witch
Praises her God but never explaining which.
And every Monday night by the light of Moon
Those Meddlesome meddlesome meddlesome bells
And the heavy metal of the heathen bells
Meddlesome meddlesome meddlesome bells
And the bad heavy metal of the heathen bells
Meddlesome meddlesome meddlesome bells
And the heavy metal of the heathen bells
Meddlesome meddlesome meddlesome bells
And the bad heavy metal of the heathen bells
And Doggen can testify to my claim
That the Christians of Yatesbury are Christian in name
But their stomping pounding actions attest
To their Christianity happiest at rest
And Doggen who played at the John Stewart Hall
Can attest that its keeper is the heathenest of all
Is a shapeshifter tending to her hogweed hidden
And her dear Paul wallows in the village pond nay midden
For all of us are boundaried by Wan’s Dyke at the west
And the great world hill which spies us and can never let us rest
Bringing on Iranian Mithra
From its home beneath the east
Caught always in the thrall of my Wall
Caught always in the thrall of my Wall
Stand in the thrall
Stand in the thrall
Stand in the thrall of my wall
Stand in the thrall
Stand in the thrall
Stand in the thrall of my wall
Stand in the thrall
Stand in the thrall
Stand in the thrall of my wall
Here in the bloodlust deeper scar
For here be the wall of Johnny Guitar
Here in the bloodlust deeper scar
For here be the wall of Johnny Guitar
Play your gloom axe Stephen O’Malley
Sub bass ringing the sides of the valley
Sub bass climbing up each last ditch and combe
Greg Anderson purvey a sonic doom...
Don’t blame the messenger of gloom,
Don’t blame the messenger of doom,
For this be the Ragmarockingest aeion
In stillness O’Malley and Anderson play on... play on... play on...
- zolideathmetal
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Re: Sunn O)))
Prvo sam jako zavoleo Tool, i trazio slicne bendove..Naisao sam na Isis (po tome sta sam citao) i shvatio sam da su mi jako monotoni (ali sam ih ipak slusao iz nekog neobjasnjivog razloga), posle par dana sam naisao na Sunn O)))....par minuta sam slusao...i mislim (MISLIM) da sam shvatio da bolje da ne zalazim tuda. Pogledao sam neku svirku na youtube-u, procitao malo o bendu...
ali sad ste me nagovorili...sledeca par dana posvecujem njima...pocevsi od sada
ali sad ste me nagovorili...sledeca par dana posvecujem njima...pocevsi od sada
- zolideathmetal
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Re: Sunn O)))
preslusao sam prve 2 pesme i 3. do polovine sa albuma Black1...i necu vise da ih slusam...ja tu nista ne vidim...
Inace zanimljivo je odakle su dobili ime haha
Inace zanimljivo je odakle su dobili ime haha

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Re: Sunn O)))
Zato smo i pomislili da dolaze iz budućnosti - to je, izgleda, toliko moderno da ćemo tek za desetak godina shvatiti koliko je to bitno i dobro.
Ok, neću više ništa da kažem... dok ne protekne deset godina!
Ok, neću više ništa da kažem... dok ne protekne deset godina!
Re: Sunn O)))
Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu... 

- Nyarlathotep
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Re: Sunn O)))
Sunn O))) su bogovi!!!! dfinitivno jedan od metal bendva koji najvise slusam poslednjih godina. ljudi jednostavno objasnjavaju sta je mrak, psihodelija i gitarski zvuk od par desetina tona. neki put detaljnije o njihovog diskografiji i sporednim projektima, ali Stiven Omejli je car! neverovatan experimentator i muzicar. pored Borisa, Eartha, ASWA, definitivno jedan od najvecih drone metal bendova ikad.
I bow down to the titanic walls of sunnO))) sound! forever!!
I bow down to the titanic walls of sunnO))) sound! forever!!
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Re: Sunn O)))
Ne bih bas rekao da su gospoda 'ispred svog vremena'...gde su onda Earth ?
Inace,nema potrebe terati sebe na slusanje,ne ide,i to je to...ko voli drone,verovatno ce nesto osetiti prilikom slusanja...ni ja ne slusam metal na silu,niti se pitam sta to tamo ima,a ja ne kapiram.
Mene,medjutim,odbija taj black metal image ,vokali i textovi...i tu negde prestaje da me zanima i ta drone gitara u njihovom slucaju.
Ne tvrdim da njihova muzika nema nikakvu vrednost,naprotiv,ali sto se tice Harmony Central i 'fanova od kojih ne moze da se zivi'...mislim da je u pitanju najobicnije furanje,tj. HYPE.
mojih 50 para...

Inace,nema potrebe terati sebe na slusanje,ne ide,i to je to...ko voli drone,verovatno ce nesto osetiti prilikom slusanja...ni ja ne slusam metal na silu,niti se pitam sta to tamo ima,a ja ne kapiram.
Mene,medjutim,odbija taj black metal image ,vokali i textovi...i tu negde prestaje da me zanima i ta drone gitara u njihovom slucaju.
Ne tvrdim da njihova muzika nema nikakvu vrednost,naprotiv,ali sto se tice Harmony Central i 'fanova od kojih ne moze da se zivi'...mislim da je u pitanju najobicnije furanje,tj. HYPE.
mojih 50 para...
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Re: Sunn O)))
Jbt ja sam tolerantan po pitanju muzike, ali ovo meni zesche njesra iskreno....Moze svako da stavi drop shtim na sedmozicanu gitaru, udara po istoj bez reda dok drugi gitarista svira tri tona na tanjim zicama. i da kenja o smrti zivotu lekovima mamutima i kome cemu,mikrofon kroz gitarsko pojacalo ili magnetofon i da neki ortak koji zna da vrishti da mu snimi bek vokale. Ljudi jel vi mene zezate, kako vam se ovo svidja???
PS
Ako ovo bude in u buducnosti morace da bude i neshto shto je anti tome, ja cu to da slusham....
PS
Ako ovo bude in u buducnosti morace da bude i neshto shto je anti tome, ja cu to da slusham....

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Re: Sunn O)))
Ja se samo bojim da ce, zahvaljujuci izmedju ostalog i forumima, ovakvi i slicni, hm... umetnici... postati previse poznati, a onda ce se izgubiti i poslednji razlog da ih neko slusa. 

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Re: Sunn O)))
Sto znaci da NISI tolerantan...nemanjavelimirovic wrote:Jbt ja sam tolerantan po pitanju muzike, ali ovo meni zesche njesra iskreno....:

p.s.
Moram da priznam da me ipak veoma zabavljaju reakcije ljudi na Sunn O)))

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- Nyarlathotep
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Re: Sunn O)))
meni su SunnO))) chudo, naravno, daleko iya pionra EARTH, koji su ujedno i 10x muzikalniji i originalniji bend. inace SunnO))) je zvuk koji ne slusam rpecesto, dosadi jbg, ali u momentima me zaista jezi. sada, iskreno, mislim da SunnO))) ne treba slusati od kuce, vec samo uzivo. drugari su ih gledali u Berlinu veoma skoro, ljudi koji uopste ne slusaju metal i odlepili. kao takav dozivljaj je neopisiv, igraju t unutrasnji organi od baseva. hahaah. EARTH su daleko ispred Sunno))), vremenski i muzicki. mene najvise imrpesionira takva poplava zvuka, amofro zlo i besjrak u fidbeku,. iskren da budem 100% ima i boljih dronova i boljih doom dronova. ipak, ostaju za divljenje kao pojava.
- zolideathmetal
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Re: Sunn O)))
Zbog novih postova samo ponovo bacio uvo/oko na ovaj bend, i nasao jedan zanimljiv klip, pa sam mislio da podelim sa vama.
Re: Sunn O)))
jbg, al ja ovo stvarno ne kapiram, ne znam sta bi me ovde privuklo da slusam
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