THEY WILL ALWAYS FIND A REASON
Hace muy poquito puse en el blog una entrada sobre esta banda alemana llamada Chroming Rose, uno de esos interesantes grupos que el gran público ha dejado de lado a pesar de sus cualidades innegables. Hoy
en día siguen siendo unos absolutos desconocidos para la mayoría del
público, sin embargo aquellos que los conocen suelen coincidir en alabar
sus muchas virtudes colocándoles en la categoría de "grupo de culto" ya
que la fama siempre se les resistió. Formados en 1985, estos alemanes
se movían en ese terreno que les ha hecho siempre muy difíciles de
encasillar, y su sonido se podría definir como muy personal pero
bebiendo del speed metal, el heavy clásico el proto power metal con un
toque melódico siempre presente. A lo largo de su periodo de actividad
que se extendió hasta 1999 editaron un total de 5 LP's y un EP. Hoy quiero dejar en el blog un tema de su tercer LP, "Pressure", de 1992, un disco en el que continúan dando una vuelta de tuerca más a su sonido, y en esta obra encontramos un cierto regusto al sonido americano dentro del thrash, es algo leve pero tiene el toque, un poco en la linea de lo que hacía en los 90 Rage, que sonando a medio camino entre lo europeo y lo americano, entre el power y el thrash, pues aquí pasa algo similar aunque en vez del power es más bien entre el heavy metal y el toque thrash leve, en definitiva, un disco para descubrir, una banda para investigar, la verdad. creo que merecen bastante mejor suerte de la que tuvieron, su trabajo esta ahí para avalar lo que digo. Dejo hoy en el blog el tema "They will always find a reason", del que dejo un enlace a youtube.
Not one day passes
That children aren't dying in the streets
They are all victims
of all the hate in the world
In this nasty world
yeah, in this nasty world
They're dying of hunger
Killed by war
Natural disasters
That and more
Killed by diseases
Lost by the world
Those to blame just don't care
They never understand things
They hold in hand
And they just don't mind
'cause they all are
Spending their money for weapons
They fight pushing their way
They show their might
Historical quarrels
On whose god is bestCchange, people to animals -
Overnight
They never understand things
They hold in hand
And they just don't mind
'cause they all deaf and very blind
But they will always find a reason
'cause their minds just work that way
There will always be a reason
They seem to make the same mistakes
Making up promises
They never bring
Robbing the poor to live like kings
Political systems
A slap in the face
A total destruction
of the human race
They never understand
What they hold in hand
And they just don't mind
'cause they all deaf and very blind
But they will always find a reason
How will the children learn
If we show 'em the wrong way
Hope for the future
Is lying in our hands
But we must see that all the evil
Will never disapperar
From this world
If we don't fight it,
We'll all be losers
When will man learn
But they will always find a reason
That children aren't dying in the streets
They are all victims
of all the hate in the world
In this nasty world
yeah, in this nasty world
They're dying of hunger
Killed by war
Natural disasters
That and more
Killed by diseases
Lost by the world
Those to blame just don't care
They never understand things
They hold in hand
And they just don't mind
'cause they all are
Spending their money for weapons
They fight pushing their way
They show their might
Historical quarrels
On whose god is bestCchange, people to animals -
Overnight
They never understand things
They hold in hand
And they just don't mind
'cause they all deaf and very blind
But they will always find a reason
'cause their minds just work that way
There will always be a reason
They seem to make the same mistakes
Making up promises
They never bring
Robbing the poor to live like kings
Political systems
A slap in the face
A total destruction
of the human race
They never understand
What they hold in hand
And they just don't mind
'cause they all deaf and very blind
But they will always find a reason
How will the children learn
If we show 'em the wrong way
Hope for the future
Is lying in our hands
But we must see that all the evil
Will never disapperar
From this world
If we don't fight it,
We'll all be losers
When will man learn
But they will always find a reason
By Nash
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