Biografía:
Current 93 es una banda inglesa formada por David Tibet en 1982. Su estilo merodea los círculos industriales (de finales de los '70 y principios de los '80) en sus primeros trabajos y posteriormente lo que se denominó Apocaliptic Folk con matices más melódicos, con un tinte siniestro y una instrumentación más limpia.
La banda es producto del trabajo de David Tibet que fue miembro de Psychic TV y 23 Skidoo. En 1984 lanzaron 'LAShTAL', de un sonido industrial y ruidoso (a veces
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Otras canciones:
- A Gothic Lovesong
- A Sadness Song
- A Song For Douglas After Hes Dead
- All The World Makes Great Blood
- As Real As Rainbows
- Black Flowers Please
- Black Ships Ate The Sky
- Black Sun Bloody Moon
- Blood Bells Chime
- Calling For Vanished Faces Ii
- Dormition And Dominion
- Good Morning Great Moloch
- Idumea
- Immortal Bird
- Mary Waits In Silence
- Niemandswasser
- North
- Oh Coal Black Smith
- She Is Dead And All Fall Down
- Tamlin
- The Darkly Splendid World
- The Final Church
- The Frolic
- The God Of Sleep Has Made His House
- The Inmost Light
- The Signs And Sighs Of Emptiness
- They Return To Their Earth
- This Carnival Is Dead And Gone
- Time Tryeth Truth
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Artist : Current 93
Title : Black Flowers Please
Intro/Vocals Only:
Oh when I saw you standing there
Wild flowers dying in your hair
Child of harvest time coughing up musk
Black flowers' dull perfume trailing in dusk
Hoisting dark pennants at the spike of the hill
Your smile started bleeding and then the mill
Shearing and sharing your love and your rage
Whilst dog's head descending
Spewed out a new age
It isn't very good
In the dark dark wood
In the middle of the night
When there isn't any light
Main Part:
C/E G
There are four corners to the world she said
C/E G
And every one is manned with fire and ice
C/E G
Through black glass darkly I can see her truth
C/E G
Arrayed and raised and raising walls of war
Em G
She points to squares of wax and writes backwards
Em G
I veil my face from her and from her light
Em G
The pointless games she plays out for want of power
C/E G
To slake her bloodlust and for sake of pain
C/E G
Her ugly shapes breeding in her secret mound
C G
The Call of Aethyrs and the Dog Star Crawl
C G
There's one cracked bottle with no label on
C G
She nods and gestures limply with her broken smile
C G
Do you fear death she says to me and shows me seven stars
C G
The seven seals of her seven years
C G
of Rose Cross madness
Em A
Well christus tell us that little children suffer
C/E Em
It's only right that we should learn to suffer too!
Interlude/Vocals Only:
The first seven are red as blood
The second seven not so red
The third seven like whitish smoke
And all the world seemed to be in darkness
And all the world seemed to be in brightness
C/E G
There are four corners to the world I lie
C/E G
In forms of fire have lurked across its floor
C/E G
And little banners displaying their little creeds
C/E G
Have made our season on earth as red as poppy fields
( C/E G ) x2
C/E G
There are four corners to the world she sighs
C/E G
There are four corners to the world she cries
C/E G
There are four corners to the world she lies
C/E G
There are four corners to the world she dies
Title : Black Flowers Please
Intro/Vocals Only:
Oh when I saw you standing there
Wild flowers dying in your hair
Child of harvest time coughing up musk
Black flowers' dull perfume trailing in dusk
Hoisting dark pennants at the spike of the hill
Your smile started bleeding and then the mill
Shearing and sharing your love and your rage
Whilst dog's head descending
Spewed out a new age
It isn't very good
In the dark dark wood
In the middle of the night
When there isn't any light
Main Part:
C/E G
There are four corners to the world she said
C/E G
And every one is manned with fire and ice
C/E G
Through black glass darkly I can see her truth
C/E G
Arrayed and raised and raising walls of war
Em G
She points to squares of wax and writes backwards
Em G
I veil my face from her and from her light
Em G
The pointless games she plays out for want of power
C/E G
To slake her bloodlust and for sake of pain
C/E G
Her ugly shapes breeding in her secret mound
C G
The Call of Aethyrs and the Dog Star Crawl
C G
There's one cracked bottle with no label on
C G
She nods and gestures limply with her broken smile
C G
Do you fear death she says to me and shows me seven stars
C G
The seven seals of her seven years
C G
of Rose Cross madness
Em A
Well christus tell us that little children suffer
C/E Em
It's only right that we should learn to suffer too!
Interlude/Vocals Only:
The first seven are red as blood
The second seven not so red
The third seven like whitish smoke
And all the world seemed to be in darkness
And all the world seemed to be in brightness
C/E G
There are four corners to the world I lie
C/E G
In forms of fire have lurked across its floor
C/E G
And little banners displaying their little creeds
C/E G
Have made our season on earth as red as poppy fields
( C/E G ) x2
C/E G
There are four corners to the world she sighs
C/E G
There are four corners to the world she cries
C/E G
There are four corners to the world she lies
C/E G
There are four corners to the world she dies
Curtis Grimes
Curtis Harding
Curtis Lee
Curtis McMurtry
Curtis Mutter