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[Prozac_Bambi]

non so se qualcuno ha già parlato dei Pansy Division
diciamo che non c'è molto da slashare, perchè le loro sono proprio canzoni gay 100%
vi metto alcuni titoli di canzoni:
- Cowboys Are Frequently Secretly Fond of Each Other
- Versatile
- Smells Like Queer Spirit
- The Cocksucker Club [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hA-Q4ILHa5s, notare il "hi honey, i'm homo!" iniziale XD]
- He Whipped My Ass In Tennis (Then I Fucked His Ass In Bed)

insomma..tutte canzoni molto esplicite XD no?

dick of death
When i met him he was nice enough
for a shot man trying to act real tough in a bar
That kind of attitude won't get you very far
His shirt was open and i saw his chest
a salt-and-pepper, soft and furry mess
You know how that turns me on
Then he took my hand
and ran it over the outline in his pants
He had the dick of death
And so i closed my eyes
and tried to fantasize about this dick of death
We grabbed a cab and went away to my place where we
dropped our clothes so fast you'd think we were racing
I couldn't wait to see it for myself
There it was, staring ut at me
Long and perfect, boy, was i ever lucky
He kissed me and we fell down on the bed
Then he took my hand
And let me guide him into my promised land
He had the dick of death
I looked into his eyes
And let him sodomize me with his dick of death
I'd never seen one
Quite this big before
When he's soft he's nearly
Hung down to the floor
I don't know if i love him
but i love is dick of death


XDDD
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I looked and looked but I did not see God (Yuri Gagarin)

[Prozac_Bambi]

[Unmei]

Un po' più giù c'è tutto un topic sui Sigur Ros, dove si era parlato anche di questa canzone
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[Unmei]

Una canzone che sinceramente non conoscevo, e che ho sentito nominare solo questa mattina,

"Billy Brown"
di Mika.

Oh Billy Brown had lived an ordinary life.
Two kids, a dog, and a cautionary wife.
While it was all going according to plan
Then Billy Brown fell in love with another man.
He met his lover almost every single day
Making excuses through his (dodly) holiday
(Unto religion that he said and duty found
They didn’t know his faith was (earthlic) bound)

Brown…Oh Billy Brown.
Don’t let the stars get you down.
Don’t let the waves let you drown.
Brown…Oh Billy Brown.
Gonna pick you up like a paper cup.
Gonna shake the water out of every nook.
Oh Billy Brown.

Oh Billy Brown needed a place, somewhere to go.
He found an island off the coast of Mexico
Leaving his lover and his family behind.
Oh Billy Brown needed to find some peace of mind.
And on his journey and his travels on the way,
He met a girlie who was brave enough to say,
When they made love he shared the burden of his mind.
Oh Billy Brown you are a victim of the times.

Brown…Oh Billy Brown.
Don’t let the stars get you down.
Don’t let the waves let you drown.
Brown…Oh Billy Brown.
Gonna pick you up like a paper cup.
Gonna shake the water out of every nook.
Oh Billy Brown.
Brown…Oh Billy Brown.
Gonna pick you up like a paper cup.
Gonna shake the water out of every nook.
Oh Billy Brown.

Oh Billy Brown had lived an ordinary life.
Two kids, a dog, and a cautionary wife.
While it was all going according to plan
Then Billy Brown fell in love with another man
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[Milletrecento]

Una, di cui adoro il testo. Personalmente la trovo tristissima e molto bella- forse anche per la voce del cantante

Momus- Bishonen

I was born in the town of Paisley in early 1960
And placed in the care of an old eternal bachelor
A strict disciplinarian, a passionate antiquarian
His collection of myths and legends was spectacular

As a younger man he'd been to see Japan
Where a master in a white kimono taught him
In a shining moment the myth of the bishonen
The youthful hero doomed to fall like blossom

And how could I forgive the ugly fugitive
Who brought me up according to a fantasy?
For when the old man stared at me
He drowned in evil beauty
Thinking of the early death in store for me

He taught me to be good with words, he bought me ceremonial swords
And in this way came grace and expertise
The words were to cut down and to kill the muscle-bound
The swords to fell my intellectual enemies

And women should be hated but first impersonated
Charm, he said, is essential to misogyny
He taught me how to woo the girls in order to outdo the girls
And the fun would come when I'd got them to love me

And how could I resist the old misogynist
Who brought me up according to a fantasy?
My softness and fragility
My feminine grace and delicacy
Made death himself afraid for me

And so in time I grew to be blond and beautiful
Pale and frail, with many male admirers
I was promised by my father a retainer for a partner
So loyal that nothing could divide us

Shocked by my suggestion that I'd rather have a woman
My stepfather replied I had no choice
This man would cut his entrails open protecting his bishonen
He informed me in a solemn, trembling voice

How could I disobey that surreptitious gay
Who brought me up according to a fantasy?
For when the old man stared at me
He drowned in evil beauty
Thinking of the early death in store for me

So me and my retainer encountered many dangers
On travels through the North and through the South
We ripped open the bellies of many famous bullies
And our reputation spread by word of mouth

In the mountains of Morocco we stopped and shared a bottle
With a blind old man with a bearded, bandaged face
And though the sun had sunk and the man was very drunk
He seemed to speak with my stepfather's voice

Saying "How could you forget the ageing martinet
Who brought you up according to a fantasy?
Your softness and fragility
Your feminine grace and delicacy
Will be the death of me"

Surprised at 28 to find myself so late
Changing from a boy into a man
I'm starting to feel guilty that nobody has killed me
Early as my stepfather had planned

I've found myself a girl and stopped roaming the world
My retainer's gone to be a mercenary
Now I work in a merchant bank, I'm well-liked by the senior ranks
Though behind my back the juniors call me fairy

And how can I placate the ugly reprobate
Who brought me up according to a fantasy?
For when the old man stared at me
He drowned in evil beauty
Thinking of the early death in store for me

I stay awake some nights when my wife turns off the lights
And starts breathing regularly next to me
And I think of fallen petals and bodies pierced by metal
And how I'll never now fulfil my destiny

Father spare my shame, let me pass my name
To a boy with greater beauty and more bravery
For if I have a son I'm going to raise him to die young
And lay him in the grave that you prepared for me

[Unmei]

Girando un po' per Youtube mi sono imbattuta nei Boyzone... quanti secoli! E così ho scoperto che me li ricordo ancora bene, nonostante non li abbia mai seguiti: non facevano il mio genere di musica, ma ammetto che mi erano simpatici, e che qualche canzone mi piaceva.

Tra le altre, anche questa. Già ai tempi che furono ci feci pensieri di slash selvaggio ^^, e poi quando Stephen fece coming out mi venne da pensare che allora queste parole dovevano avere ancor più significato per lui.

La canzone è "No Matter What", loro sono i Boyzone. Per chi non li ricorda, o non li conosce, Stephen è quello che attacca, l'altro è Ronan Keating.


No matter what they tell us
No matter what they do
No matter what they teach us
What we believe is true

No matter what they call us
However they attack
No matter where they take us
We'll find our own way back

I can't deny what I believe
I can't be what I'm not
I know our love forever
I know, no matter what

If only tears were laughter
If only night was day
If only prayers were answered
Then we would hear God say

No matter what they tell you
No matter what they do
No matter what they teach you
What we believe is true

And I will keep you safe and strong
And shelter from the storm
No matter where it's barren
A dream is being born

No matter who they follow
No matter where they lead
No matter how they judge us
I'll be everyone you need

No matter if the sun don't shine
Or if the skies are blue
No matter what the end is
My life began with you

I can't deny what I believe
I can't be what I'm not
(I know, I know) I know this love's forever
That's all that matters now
No matter what

No matter what (no, no matter, no)

No, no matter
That's all that matters to me
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[LaSignoraBlack]

*_*

Chi parla è (stata) una fangirl dei Boyzone. Nessuno rida. Li ho adorati tantissimo, e Ronan Keating è stato l'amore della mia pre-adolescenza -- e tuttora mi piace, diciamo le cose come stanno. ^//^ Ammetto che provavo una forte simpatia anche per Stephen, ma questo perchè lo trovavo tenero, carino e dolcissimo. <- Qualche anno dopo, con il suo coming out, mi sono resa conto che sono senza speranza.

In ogni caso, per questa canzone: da non trascurare per la teoria slash è l'immagine eloquente della croce ad inizio video, fra le dita di una mano molto,molto agghindata, che ricorda tanto il potere Vaticano -- e che si richiude sulla croce. (la croce durante il video passa da una mano all'altra, e sul finale loro cinque con altri faretti di luce ne completano una nuova inclinata, però è meno eloquente della prima parte). Da lì,parte l'attacco di Stephen con la voce. ^//^


Grazie Unmei per avermi fatto tornare indietro di tipo otto-dieci annetti ^o^

EDIT

E poi vogliamo parlare del nome della band? BOYZONE. Più slash di così.

[LaSignoraBlack]

Altro giro altro video slash , questa volta di Ivri Lider, cantante - a quel che ho capito israeliano - comunque dichiaratamente gay. Per quanto mi riguarda ha gusto sia nelle canzoni (la prima un po' discotecomane ma pazienza) che in parte nella scelta degli attori e negli amori tragici raccontati:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x8yXjI5igC0&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_BtK9cSjAiY&NR=1
Primo video in versioni diverse.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t7oGUIsNqSA&feature=related
Secondo video, che mi ha gentilissimamente segnalato Angie.

[Winona]

Allora, può darsi che in questa canzone la "puzza" del bruciato la avverta solo io Ma ci provo lo stesso


(LET ME BE YOUR) TEDDY BEAR - Elvis Presley

Baby let me be, your lovin' teddy bear
Put a chain around my neck, and lead me anywhere
Oh let me be (Oh let him be)
Your teddy bear.

* I don't wanna be a tiger
’Cause tigers play it too rough
I don't wanna be your lion
'Cause lions ain't the kind you love enough
I just wanna be, your teddy bear
Put a chain around my neck and lead me anywhere
Oh let me be (Oh let him be)
Your teddy bear

Baby let me be, around you ev'ry night
Run your fingers through my hair
And cuddle me real tight
Oh let me be (Oh let him be) your teddy bear

* Repeat

Oh let me be (Oh let him be)
Your teddy bear
I just wanna be your teddy bear.
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[Unmei]

Su questo forum c'è già qualcuno a cui le ho fatte a fettine con Voltaire , però, visto che lo amo alla follia e che lui merita molto, non posso proprio esimermi dal postare questa canzone ^^

Due parole su di lui: Voltaire è un americano di origine cubana; è un musicista, scrittore, docente di tecniche d'animazione.
Fa musica goth-folk piena d'intelligenza e d'umorismo graffiante, ed è molto critico verso le religioni. E' uno che sa farti sghignazzare e sa farti piangere con la medesima facilità, e lui ancora non lo sa, ma diventerà mio marito

Questa canzone richiede un'infarinatura di cultura yiddish per essere goduta fino in fondo, dunque ecco le parole che forse sono meno conosciute tra le citate: goi: parola con cui gli ebrei definiscono i non ebrei, moyle è l'uomo che pratica la circoncisione sul bambino, schmuck non credo sia necessario spiegarlo XD.
Lui tra l'altro la canta con un accento yiddish favoloso ^^ Enjoy

COIN OPERATED GOI

Coin operated goi,
Scary but it's true,
He is not a Jew.
He won't dance the horah,
Won't light the menorah,
And it's not a lie,
He ain't even circumcised.
Oi!
Coin operated goi.

I'm not so sure that he's kosher,
Deskite what is in the brochure.
Everything he eats is wrapped in ham.
Plus he tried to pork me in the can.

I should go and ask my Rabbi,
If it's a sin if he and I,
Do it through a small hole in a sheet.
Just big enough to slip my kosher meat.
Groin masticated joy, oh boy!

Coin operated goi,
Can't hang with the Moyles,
He and got the curls.
I say we convert him.
It ain't gonna hurt him.
Well, maybe downbelow,
He will have to undergo,
A groin operation ploy.

His bris we'll perform,
To make his schmuck deformed.
The Moyle gets a dollar,
If he makes him holler.
To make his schmuck more slim,
We'll chop off his foreskin!
Give it to the waiter.
He'll bless it for seder.
We'll nosh on it later.
Oh I want a,
I want a,
I want a,
I want a...
for Rosh hashanah.
A coin operated goi, oh boy!

Coin operated goi,
Scary but it's true,
He was not a Jew.
But honestly, no schitzvah,
He had a Bar Mitzvah.
Now he's kosher too.
He just like me and you,
A coin operated Jew!

Potere ascoltarla qui http://it.youtube.com/watch?v=AGwO0gVavAI&feature=related, non è completa e non chiarissima perché è un live, ma rende l'idea ^_^
(se poi andate a sentire altre sue canzoni, capirete perché è unico)
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[Unmei]

Eccomi di nuovo, questa volta vi presento una canzone di Patrick Wolf.
Patrick Wolf è bisessuale, attualmente sta con un ragazzo, quindi potenzialmente tutte le sue canzoni sono slash. Ho scelto questa perché è allegra e carina

qui c'è il video, qui la sua pagina su wiki, e questo il testo della canzone:

MAGIC POSITION

So let the people talk
It's Monday morning walk
Right past the fabulous mess we're in
It's gonna be a beautiful day
So do the bluebirds sing
As I take your hand
And you take my kiss
And I take the world
'Cause out of all the people I've known
The places I've been
The songs that I have sung
The wonders I've seen
Now that the dreams are all coming true
Who is the one that leads me on through

It's you
Who puts me in the magic position, darling now
You put me in the magic position
To live, to learn, to love in the major key

And I know how you've hurt
And been dragged through the dirt
But c'mon get back up
It's the time to live
So give your love to me
I'm gonna keep it carefully
Deep in the treasure chest below my breast
'Cause out of all the people I've known
The places I've been
The songs that I have sung
The wonders I've seen
Now that the dreams are all coming true
Who is the one that leads me on through

It's you
Who puts me in the magic position, darling now
You put me in the magic position, darling now
Let me put you in the magic position, darling
'Cause I'm singing in the, the major key
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[LaSignoraBlack]

[Unmei]

[Winona]

[Unmei]

[quote="Winona"]

Oddio, io sarei anche d'accordo sulla superiorità artistica di Patrick su Mika (che personalmente non mi piace per nulla, ma sono gusti, eh), però mi sembra esagerata e spietata, come dichiarazione [
/quote]

In effetti non saprei riportare le parole esatte pronunciate da Patrick, io ho letto una discussione tra fan che commentavano i rapporti tra i due. Però per l'idea del carattere che mi sono fatta di lui, non mi stupirei se fosse stato un po' acido ^^ (io non seguo molto Mika, ma i suoi singoli mi piacciono... e poi mi dà l'idea di essere un ragazzo simpatico e dolce... vabbè, allora sappiamo chi sarebbe l'uke in uno slash tra di loro ^^)