Newsgroup: it.arti.musica.rock.progressive
Titolo: From Genesis

 
di stasera ha trasmesso un pezzettino-ino dei GodspeedYBE! commenti?
intanto ho rintracciato il testo del secondo brano:
monologues - BBF3 
this monologue takes the form of an interview with blaise bailey
finnegan the third; the interviewer's words are in a stronger font,
while BBF3's words are in a normal font. 
 
 
well...where are you coming from? 
...well...i don't like the way the country's ran, don't you know, and,
erm...that's pretty much what i was expressing in my poem. the
government...the american government - they're sneaky, they're very
deceitful, they're liers, they're cheats, they're rip-offs. i mean, the
american government is one systematic government that...that nobody can
trust. i don't trust them myself. 
and how long have you been writing for? 
huh? 
how long have you been writing for? 
since i was four. 
d'you do this sort of thing a lot, like, open-mic kinda questions? 
oh i love open-mics, i love coming here to do open-mics, absolutely. 
what kind of reactions d'you usually get? 
usually, people are...are pretty much in agreement with what i'm saying. 
we overheard you before talking about...you went to court today for a
speeding ticket...? 
that's accurate. 
right. d'you wanna tell us that story? 
yes, absolutely, i wouldn't mind telling you the story. erm...i went to
court today for a speeding ticket, and i told the judge, erm..."let me
tell you something, and you listen and you listen good, i'm only gonna
say this one time and one time only, i don't repeat myself for nobody,"
i said. i says..."i'm here to pay a speeding ticket, not to listen to
your lectures and hear you run your mouth for an hour." i says "i'm here
to pay off my speeding ticket...and i'm here to get my fines out of the
way and get the fuck to work." the judge says "you can't talk like that
in my courtroom, you're in contempt of court." then i said...i told the
judge, "if that's the best you can do, i feel sorry for you." i said
"why don't you just shut your fucking mouth for once and listen." i said
"i'm not gonna take any shit." i said "i'm gonna pay my speeding ticket
like i said." i walked up to the god damn judge and i hand him my 25
dollars and i says "here's my money, now i am leaving."
and i left it at that...
...then, before i left, i turned around and told the judge "i'm here to
state who i am and be honest with you." i said "if they thought i was
dangerous on the road like you're trying to accuse me of, wouldn't they
have taken my license when i first got it? yes they would. and the judge
says "yeah, you have a point," he goes "you don't need to get loud," i
said "don't get loud?" i says "i've got every right to get loud." i says
"you can't do a god damn thing about it, because i'm expressing myself
in your court, and there is nothing you can do about it. you think
you're god because you have a robe and you can put people up the god
damn river for 20 years? well you're not."
and i left it at that... 
did you walk away? 
yes i did...i don't like the judicial system, i don't like the
government system, i don't like the police, i don't like anything to do
with this country's government. i just don't like it, because...they're
sneaky, like i said - they're deceitful, they're lying, they're cheats,
the rip people off. that's the american government for you. america is a
third world country, and people don't recognise it...and i think that
that's pretty god damn sad, that they don't recognise their own country
as a third world, third rate, third class slum. 
well...d'you have any weapons? 
yes, i do. i own a high-powered assault rifle, i own a 12-gauge double
barrel shotgun, i own a regular shotgun, i own a regular hunting rifle,
i own a 9 milimetre, a 357, a 45 handgun, a 38 special, and, erm...i own
an m-16 fully automatic ground assault rifle... 
d'you think things are gonna get better before they get worse? 
no way. things are just gonna get worse and keep on getting worse. like
i said, america's a third world country as it is and...and we're just
basically in a hopeless situation as it stands. 
what d'you think this country's gonna look like in the year 2003? 
y'know, i'll tell you the truth - nothing against you guys, but i don't
wanna answer that question because...i haven't even got a mind that's
that...that inhumane. 
are you ready for what's coming? 
ready as i'll ever be. 
most people aren't. 
there's a little saying...dates back for generations... 
go on... 
be prepared for anything at any time from anybody, don't take no shit,
always stand your ground. people wanna come up to me and run their mouth
- guess what? i'll throw them through the fucking window...i won't think
a thing of it. 
would you mind reciting your poem for us? 
not at all, i don't see why...i don't see why i couldn't. 
there's an evil virus that's threatening mankind
it's not state of the art, it's a serious state of the mind
the muggers, the backstabbers, the two faced elite
a menace to society, a social disease
to brainwash the mind is a social disorder
the cynics, the apathy one-upmanship order
watching beginnings of social decay
gloating and sneering at life's disarray
eating away at your own self esteem
pouncing on every word that you might be saying
to attack someones mind is a social disorder
the constitution, the government, martial law order
superficially smiling a shake of the hand
as soon as your back is turned treason is planned
when every good thing's laid to rest
by the governments hate, by the constitution and their lies
and every time you think you're safe
and when you go to turn away
you know they're sharpening all their knives
all in your mind
all in your head
try to relate it
all in your mind
all in your head
try to escape it
without a conscience they destroy
and that's a thing that they enjoy
they're a sickness that's in all of our minds
they want to sink the ship and leave
the way they laugh at you and me
you know it happens all the time
but it only happens in your mind
the rats in the cellar you know who you are...
or do you?
watching beginnings of social decay... 
thank you for your time 
 
NOTE: "his" poem which he recites at the end of this monologue is, in
fact, not a poem by him at all, but an almost straight recital of the
lyrics to virus by iron maiden.
sarebbe carino se uno di voi lazzaroni lo traducesse;
e poi ZoSo potrebbe sbatterlo ne sito IAMRP, per attenuare il tanfo di
putrefazione;
proprio oggi la Eli mi chiedeva: sì, ma perché "progressivo"?
be', ho bofonchiato, sai, credo per rimarcarne il tratto più
caratteristico, la ricerca, la contaminazione, la curiosità;
uno dei tizi di GYBE! si chiama Mauro, e io attendo ancora la perizia
del Mauro;
Mau Mau Rama
-- 
Il rock progressivo non è solo il rock sinfonico.
http://Ramapage.freeweb.org
http://www.fantascienza.net/sfcity/crono.sf

 sarebbe carino se uno di voi lazzaroni lo traducesse;
Fieu, per una traduzione cosě il sottoscritto chiede almeno, almeno 300
carte
Ciao,
Oblomov
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