Εκτός από τους μέχρι-Glass-Prison-Dream-Theater, Porcupine Tree κλπ, ορίστε άλλες 3 υπεραγαπημένες μπάντες.
Rush
Τα λόγια περιττά. 3 άτομα, και ακούγονται σα συμφωνική. Το ίδιο lineup από το '74 παρακαλώ.
Όποιος δεν έχει δει το documentary
Beyond The Lighted Stage ας το κάνει.
2112 Δισκάρα... Δείτε στο dicumentary πως βγήκε ο δίσκος και τι αρχίδια είχαν τότε.
[youtube]
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gj_JM_4gtwQ[/youtube]
Fates Warning
Αθήνα 2005, ήμουν και γω εκεί μπροστά από τον Moore

Δυστυχώς ήταν χωρίς τον Zonder τότε...
Θυμάμαι στο encore, αντί για 'We want more', φωνάζαμε 'We want Moore' xD
Η τελευταία μου συναυλία πριν κόψω το μαλλί... Parallels, Inside Out, δισκάρες.
[youtube]
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d5abdXpvBR0[/youtube]
[youtube]
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nMaYSvDctCE[/youtube]
[youtube]
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wLy7H4cOk_k[/youtube]
Tool
Δε χρειάζονται συστάσεις. Έχω πάει σε 2 συναυλίες εδώ Αθήνα. Στη μία τους αδίκησε ο χώρος που ήταν αίσχος.
Τι να λέμε, μπάντα από άλλο πλανήτη.
Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
[youtube]
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EDlC7oG_2W4[/youtube]
Black then white are all I see in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
lets me see.
As below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn beyond the lines of reason.
Push the envelope. Watch it bend.
Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition, missing opportunities and I must
Feed my will to feel my moment drawing way outside the lines.
Black then white are all I see in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
lets me see there is so much more
and beckons me to look through to these infinite possibilities.
As below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn outside the lines of reason.
Push the envelope. Watch it bend.
Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition leaving all these opportunities behind.
Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line.
Reaching out to embrace the random.
Reaching out to embrace whatever may come.
I embrace my desire to
feel the rhythm, to feel connected
enough to step aside and weep like a widow
to feel inspired, to fathom the power,
to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain,
to swing on the spiral
of our divinity and still be a human.
With my feet upon the ground I lose myself
between the sounds and open wide to suck it in.
I feel it move across my skin.
I'm reaching up and reaching out.
I'm reaching for the random or what ever will bewilder me.
And following our will and wind we may just go where no one's been.
We'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been.
Spiral out. Keep going...