Panic! at the Disco performing 'Hurricane' from their album Vices & Virtues and a cover of 'Personal Jesus' by Depeche Mode. Sorry the camera's shaky, the crowd was really bad with all the pushing and I could barely breathe half the time XDD
Mp3: soundcloud.com
Recorded on August 21, 2011 using a Flip Video camera. Row X, center, 24th row shot. School's Out from the show on Alice Cooper's No More Mr. Nice Guy Tour 2011. The clip is only intended as a promotional vehicle for the artist. No intention of copyright infringement is intended. Go to the shows and buy official merchandise. From my seat in row X, center, I get the whole band in the shot. There is some white -saturation due to the limits of the flip. But, I held the camera nice and steady for all to enjoy this souvenir of the show. I hope that you show your appreciation by commenting. From my seat, to provide the ambiance; to the left of me, a few seats down, was Mr. Crankyface. He had such a sour puss on him and looked more like a Depeche Mode type of fan. His wife rocked to the show while he made sour puss faces. In front of me was a guy in some altered state who kept cutting the cheese. Damn, he did expel so much noxious colon air! Not once, did he bother to go to the bathroom. At least he was not as bad as the hellacious fart cannon in front of me when I saw Alice on the Brutal Planet Tour. That stinker had people all around him ready to escort him to the bathroom or out ot the Paramount Theater in Asbury Park. The show was truly in "Smellorama". That show was great except for the stinky guy, just like on this tour. Damn deja vu is haunting me again. Please, for the sake of the other concert goers; watch what you eat before the show and "take out the trash" (you know <b>...</b>
Remixed by Sascha Israel & Elvis Rashidi alias Memphis Team
Bellissima parte recitata da Brandon durante For Reasons Unknown: "Oh Love... it can start as simple as a beautiful girl and the way her hair falls down on her shoulders. But it can also disappear without a trace... ...You wake up one morning and those butterflies, those whimsical butterflies, they stopped, they just stopped... But you want it back, you wanna fight for it, you wanna breathe that fire again... So you call for it, you call out..."
I try to discover A little something to make me sweeter Oh baby refrain from breaking my heart I'm so in love with you I'll be forever blue That you give me no reason Why you're making me work so hard That you give me no That you give me no That you give me no That you give me no Soul, I hear you calling Oh baby please give a little respect to me And if I should falter Would you open your arms out to me We can make love not war And live at peace in our hearts I'm so in love with you I'll be forever blue What religion or reason Could drive a man to forsake his lover Don't you tell me no Don't you tell me no Don't you tell me no Don't you tell me no Soul, I hear you calling Oh baby please give a little respect to me I'm so in love with you I'll be forever blue That you give me no reason You know you're making me work so hard That you give me no That you give me no That you give me no That you give me no Soul, I hear you calling Oh baby please give a little respect to me Soul, I hear you calling Oh baby please give a little respect to me
Avaiable on breathe-comp.com ELECTRONIC_DUB TECHNO_DEEP_MELODIC MUSIC Some about Andrea Porcu: An artist very emotional and always update on most types of music broadcast by the national and international scene. Andrea Porcu (Sardinian - class '89), is one of those artists "do-it-yourself" who has found an outlet for his soul in music, first with the hip-hop, and later with electronics, thanks to the influence of many people who have been part of his life in that period, usually by listening to artists such as Depeche Mode and Trentem
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Depeche Mode - Clean - Live in Bremen, November 2009
For the swarms will come and reap your day dreams of love and hope. For the fears and blood stained faith are woven through her yeam of war. And the sadder song of broken wings heard through the battered pavement among this city. Deafening, it betrays me in the sweetest and of the greatest of dreams. These moments can't avoid you. Your tired faith cannot erase you. Tonight the lonesome sky opens wide. Forgive me, 2 am my city lights burn bright as day. Catching the flattering silhouettes of the tired and the damned. I am tapped clean of respect, and I'm walking waist deep in ruin. If this is need then I never wanted you. This is a monument to our everything before our forever comes crashing. I loved you.
