Tuesday, January 18, 2011

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Resquiet in pacem Trish Keenan

* Note that I'm to put some ribbons.

* If you are interested here's the songs more bait: Pendulum , Corporeal , Black Cat, Be Colony.

died last Friday Trish Keenan, lead singer of British Broadcast, possibly one of the few groups that have left the islands belonging to the past decade, but already existed in the nineties, they have had something to say, to contribute. Crime has just recently as a few weeks, tasting was in earnest after years of knowing your existence, certain songs. I always knew they were there, and I always liked Corporeal eg Can you believe has happened to me exactly like the Go Betweens? Anyone

they have passed the flu knows that is a process and which requires no more, except for people who have low defenses, for whatever reason, as seems to have been the case. Finally, a simple pneumonia it has been swept away Friday in full tour of Australia after battling to a hospital for two weeks for his life. This sort of thing one makes him understand that as much as you disappoint people, however badly things go there is always something worthwhile on this stone almost round that never stops spinning.

were a cult and in life, able to mix easily with a stunning pop, jazz, psicodellia or electronic soul with his first album, reaching levels that frankly left evidence Morcheeba or Zero 7. The post would be more electronic, but they never leave out the melody completely. For that reason, to be honest, I should say specifically that we could say that playing in the league of people like Portishead, Air, or Stereolab. Pigeonhole anyway is quite complicated.

This touched me a bit of fiber because I've always liked girls mysterious, even somewhat tortured, I know I'm a fucking masochist but we're working on it, thin, delicate-looking, and I see almost always quite white. In me it did not exercise in some well-known fascination and artists, perhaps because it came too late, they cried even the loss of sweet Trish, but it had a certain magnetism, always shrouded in mystery ...

To top it all wrote some letters very interesting ... Anyway, here is my small tribute. Rest in Peace.


Come on let's go


You Will not find it by your self
're
Gonna Need some help

And you won't fail with me around

Come on let's go



I will tell you if you change

And who's been saying things

It's hard to tell who is real in here

Come on let's go



You know who to turn to

Now everything's changed

Come on lets go

Stop looking for answers

In everyone's face

Come on let's go



What's the point in wasting time

On people that you'll never know

Come on let's go



When you're looking for a friend

But it's empty at the end

When everybody's disappeared

You won't be alone



If you want I'll compensate

If you over estimate

So there's nothing left to fear

You won't be alone

You know who to turn to

Now everything's changed

Come on let's go

Stop looking for answers

In everyone's face

Come on let's go


What's the point in wasting time

On people that you'll never know

Come on let's go.


Or if you prefer the hypnotic Papercuts:

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