E lshova searcherin, Ni tem ish nArhiv, nejse mizerje kerkush nuk kish postu....
Spo flas qaq se ka dikush din ma shum, nese kishit mujt me fol per joy division edhe ian curtis. Kaloni mir
Joy Division
Re: Joy Division
amo spo di pse s'osht tema n'Post rock/metal..a najsen
Ian Curtis, sa i mir o kon ;s..u vetvra shum i ri u kon/ene i martum..edhe pse u kon depresivc tekstet qe i ka shkru jon kon shum (Y)ashtu t'fellt/t'kapshem..
masi ka dek antart e bendit ja kan ndru emrin grupit n'New Order ..Bono ni kong ja ka kushtu ktij..mandej paraqitja n'sken qysh ka kcy..weird..
'Love will tear us Apart' o masterpiece - iancurtis'mania..
.. bile n'ket emisionin n'rtk(tele kino or smth) e pat qit premieren n'Canne t'filmit Control qe ju ka kushtu Ian Curtisit..
nejse.
Ian Curtis, sa i mir o kon ;s..u vetvra shum i ri u kon/ene i martum..edhe pse u kon depresivc tekstet qe i ka shkru jon kon shum (Y)ashtu t'fellt/t'kapshem..
masi ka dek antart e bendit ja kan ndru emrin grupit n'New Order ..Bono ni kong ja ka kushtu ktij..mandej paraqitja n'sken qysh ka kcy..weird..
'Love will tear us Apart' o masterpiece - iancurtis'mania..
.. bile n'ket emisionin n'rtk(tele kino or smth) e pat qit premieren n'Canne t'filmit Control qe ju ka kushtu Ian Curtisit..
nejse.
Re: Joy Division
per ma teper, kam lexu ne shume revista qe Joy Divison njihen edhe si nje nga bendet e para tek te cillet jane gjetur elementet e goth muzikes, e kjo bohet edhe ma e besueshme kur dihet qe gothi e ka prejardhjen prej post punk-punk positive.
Re: Joy Division
Ahh Voodoo pe gjun larg edhe ti! 
Nder bendet themeluese te Alternatives, tash parameno vlerat artistike tyne.Shumicen e seneve edhe kryesore i paska thon Venom.
Llegendat e Alternatives.
Pi hi si shkurt se kom shume me fol per to.
N'fillim grupi e ka pas emnin Warsaw sipas ni instrumentali t'errte "Warszawa" pi albumit "Low" te David Bowiet.N'fillim kta jon kon n'rruge te Sex Pistols edhe muzikes Punk.Po Curtisi nuk u kon njeri qe ka mujt me shpreh mllefin edhe energjine po te i cili ka mbizotru heshtja edhe britma.Puna se qysh kane ardh deri te ndrrimi i emnit te grupit ka pru konkluzione t'ndryshme te rock-kritikve, qe do te jene grupi i pare post-punk ne Angli.Per Joy Division jon kon te inspirum pi vepres "The House Of Dolls" i Karol Getinskyt, ku bahej flaje per kampet naziste.Joy Division ishte njesia e femrave te kampit, t'cilat ishin shndrru ne prostituta te oficerve naziste...qekaq per emnin e bendit.
Interesant osht edhe puna e tij qe perhere u kon i bindun qe nuk ka me jetu gate, qe duhet me vra veten pra se me i mush 25 vjet, edhe i inspirum pi Jim Morrisonit.
"Nuk ishim te interesuar te benim karriere dhe as te fitonim shume para"
Albumet: "Unkown Pleasures" edhe "Closer". Kurse kanga qe lirisht muj me thon njana prej ma t'mirave "Love will tear us apart" ky edhe osht singli ma i suksesshem i Joy Division.
T'mdhaj.
Cdo t'mire!
Nder bendet themeluese te Alternatives, tash parameno vlerat artistike tyne.Shumicen e seneve edhe kryesore i paska thon Venom.
Llegendat e Alternatives.
Pi hi si shkurt se kom shume me fol per to.
N'fillim grupi e ka pas emnin Warsaw sipas ni instrumentali t'errte "Warszawa" pi albumit "Low" te David Bowiet.N'fillim kta jon kon n'rruge te Sex Pistols edhe muzikes Punk.Po Curtisi nuk u kon njeri qe ka mujt me shpreh mllefin edhe energjine po te i cili ka mbizotru heshtja edhe britma.Puna se qysh kane ardh deri te ndrrimi i emnit te grupit ka pru konkluzione t'ndryshme te rock-kritikve, qe do te jene grupi i pare post-punk ne Angli.Per Joy Division jon kon te inspirum pi vepres "The House Of Dolls" i Karol Getinskyt, ku bahej flaje per kampet naziste.Joy Division ishte njesia e femrave te kampit, t'cilat ishin shndrru ne prostituta te oficerve naziste...qekaq per emnin e bendit.
Interesant osht edhe puna e tij qe perhere u kon i bindun qe nuk ka me jetu gate, qe duhet me vra veten pra se me i mush 25 vjet, edhe i inspirum pi Jim Morrisonit.
"Nuk ishim te interesuar te benim karriere dhe as te fitonim shume para"
Albumet: "Unkown Pleasures" edhe "Closer". Kurse kanga qe lirisht muj me thon njana prej ma t'mirave "Love will tear us apart" ky edhe osht singli ma i suksesshem i Joy Division.
T'mdhaj.
Cdo t'mire!
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Re: Joy Division
hahahaha woodoo si pik e 1 thnx shum qe ki marr guxim me qel ket tem hahah se un drejt emt thon smujsha me qel hahaha ian curtis osht njeri ku inspirohna un ku e ndjej muziken thell. un kom biografi tperkthyme shqip per joy division
the green tha disa sene me vler tmira po ka ka ka shum shum sene tjera per ta nejse un bion se qes en forum per arsye personale
hmmm bendi o formu en 1977 prej ianit sbashku me antart tjer si:Bernard Sumner (aka Bernard Albrecht) n'gitare, Peter Hook n'bass edhe drummer Steven Morris.
masi diq iani nmars 1981 en bend erdh vokali i ri edh ebendit iu ndrru emri,me 1983 bendi emrin e murr NEW ORDER edhe sot e asj dite bojn muzik qekaq prej meje sot nese m'mushet menja naj dit tjeter flas apet
me tmira
the green tha disa sene me vler tmira po ka ka ka shum shum sene tjera per ta nejse un bion se qes en forum per arsye personale
hmmm bendi o formu en 1977 prej ianit sbashku me antart tjer si:Bernard Sumner (aka Bernard Albrecht) n'gitare, Peter Hook n'bass edhe drummer Steven Morris.
masi diq iani nmars 1981 en bend erdh vokali i ri edh ebendit iu ndrru emri,me 1983 bendi emrin e murr NEW ORDER edhe sot e asj dite bojn muzik qekaq prej meje sot nese m'mushet menja naj dit tjeter flas apet
me tmira
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Re: Joy Division
thnx man, qata se zgata fort se e di qe ka tjer qe sbon mja zon rrugen e me fol per curtisin
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Re: Joy Division
Bend legjenda post punk me psychodelic shije tekste fenomenal Ian u kon ma shume poet se muzikant tekstet nashta prej ma te mirave ne bote New Down Fades , Love will tear us apart, bendin qe koheve te fundit jom ka e ngoj shume albumi Unknown Pleasure oshte fenomenal ....
Drilon e kom filimin Controll kurr vjen ne Pr ta jepi hahahahhaha babgjyshi vec ma ki ti nji pije borxh tani edhe filmin tjeter ta jepi 24 hours party qe oshte per joy division.....
Kshtu kta jon legjenda Ian u kon koke per art
Live is a Unknown Pleasure
Drilon e kom filimin Controll kurr vjen ne Pr ta jepi hahahahhaha babgjyshi vec ma ki ti nji pije borxh tani edhe filmin tjeter ta jepi 24 hours party qe oshte per joy division.....
Kshtu kta jon legjenda Ian u kon koke per art
Live is a Unknown Pleasure
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Re: Joy Division
mendoj qe ian u kon kulmi i aftsies nllyrika per qat mosh qe a ka pas edhe gitarist mir
qe disa unseen qe jon
I walked out and thought for a time I could see no defense, and I thought for a while you were me, we were wrong, in our time, always down, out of line.
I relaxed from the days filled with bloodsport in vain, and returned with the knowledge that we're two the same, two in Hell, two set free, too alike, you to me.
And we watched everything pass us by in due course, always tied by a mutual feeling that lost, we were two, two in hell, two set free, known too well.
In the back of my mind, all I feel is mistrust, in the back of my mind, all I see is the dirt, segregation of thoughts, ideals turning to dust.
Where some houses once stood, stands a man with a gun, in some neighbourhood, a father hangs up his son, in the back of my mind.
Don't think I'd have stayed just for one more day, it seems so much like home, no room to go astray, don't think I could watch - with mindless, empty tasks, intake moving in, forced to walk a lonely path.
Pictures all around, of how good a life should be, a model for the rest, that bred insecurity, I walked a jagged line and then came back for more, it's always in my mind, an institution with no law.
I can see a thousand wills just bending in the night. And all the pretty faces painted grey to match the sky, from a distance seeing friends just washed up on the shore, a picture in my mind of what's to come before the storm.
In time, we don't belong in our own lifetime.
I can hear the voices lost in echoes as they build, new homes to hide the sadness that the search for more had killed, from a by road seeing friends just washed up on the shore. Picture in my mind of what's to come before the storm.
In time, we don't belong in our own lifetime.
I can feel an emptiness and see heads held in shame, trapped inside a legacy of everyone to blame. In the distance see myself just washed up on the shore, a picture in my mind of what will come before the storm.
In time, we don't belong to our own lifetime.
We won't crawl and never show our faces, we'll stand firm and never show the traces, of the fear we knew but always could disguise, of this sinking feeling hid behind our eyes.
Nothing seems real anymore. Even the flames from the fire seem to beckon to me, drawing me into some great past life buried somewhere deep in my subconscious, if only I could find the key..if only..if only. Ever since my illness, my condition, I've been trying to find some logical way of passing my time, of justifying a means to an end.
He desires love, in some special way against all perversion, fed with fruits of decay. He remembers, how the guilty have seen, all the pure but selfish, buried deep in his dreams.
He sees a vision in the sky, looking down on him, calling him by name, yeah he sees faces from yesterday, of what might have been, but the past must still remain.
He desires love, not some perfect affair, in hotels of steel and glass, just to cross on the stairs, but he can still see, all the angels in time, as his dreams of ecstasy, turned to nightmares of crime.
He sees a vision in the sky, looking down at him, how the past will remain, yeah he sees a vision in the sky, staring down at him, he'll always see the same.
Sure I'll see you down, you do for me I did for you, cure just takes you down, we're down for good that's understood.
Door slides open, Johnny laughs. A view from above sticks his head out of the window and dries his eyes. I remember a winter sometime ago, angular patterns formed deep in the ground, where someone once stood. White on black, white on white. Echoed voices bouncing off the buildings around.
A ramp to the trees and trees all around, I remember a tear, frozen white on white, I remember nothing. A grey saloon, Johnny sighs, winds down the window and stares at the road.
Some things never make sense, crouches shivering in the corner, blanket 'round your shoulder, hot then cold, cold then warm, pulse is racing, slowly racing - stopped. I remember nights listening to untill dawn, I remember nothing. Some things never make sense, a fear of stepping out,
Door slowly opens, Johnny sits on his bed, lays down and dies.
A wider alliance that leads to new roads beyond the limits, holding hands, jumping off walls into dark seclusion, cut off from the mainstream of most intimate yearnings, I left my heart somewhere on the other side, I left all desire for good.
Clinging to naked thought, impossible tactics worked out for impossible means. This is the final moment of respite. The final page in the book. A bitter challenge between old and new, with one last warning.
qe disa unseen qe jon
I walked out and thought for a time I could see no defense, and I thought for a while you were me, we were wrong, in our time, always down, out of line.
I relaxed from the days filled with bloodsport in vain, and returned with the knowledge that we're two the same, two in Hell, two set free, too alike, you to me.
And we watched everything pass us by in due course, always tied by a mutual feeling that lost, we were two, two in hell, two set free, known too well.
In the back of my mind, all I feel is mistrust, in the back of my mind, all I see is the dirt, segregation of thoughts, ideals turning to dust.
Where some houses once stood, stands a man with a gun, in some neighbourhood, a father hangs up his son, in the back of my mind.
Don't think I'd have stayed just for one more day, it seems so much like home, no room to go astray, don't think I could watch - with mindless, empty tasks, intake moving in, forced to walk a lonely path.
Pictures all around, of how good a life should be, a model for the rest, that bred insecurity, I walked a jagged line and then came back for more, it's always in my mind, an institution with no law.
I can see a thousand wills just bending in the night. And all the pretty faces painted grey to match the sky, from a distance seeing friends just washed up on the shore, a picture in my mind of what's to come before the storm.
In time, we don't belong in our own lifetime.
I can hear the voices lost in echoes as they build, new homes to hide the sadness that the search for more had killed, from a by road seeing friends just washed up on the shore. Picture in my mind of what's to come before the storm.
In time, we don't belong in our own lifetime.
I can feel an emptiness and see heads held in shame, trapped inside a legacy of everyone to blame. In the distance see myself just washed up on the shore, a picture in my mind of what will come before the storm.
In time, we don't belong to our own lifetime.
We won't crawl and never show our faces, we'll stand firm and never show the traces, of the fear we knew but always could disguise, of this sinking feeling hid behind our eyes.
Nothing seems real anymore. Even the flames from the fire seem to beckon to me, drawing me into some great past life buried somewhere deep in my subconscious, if only I could find the key..if only..if only. Ever since my illness, my condition, I've been trying to find some logical way of passing my time, of justifying a means to an end.
He desires love, in some special way against all perversion, fed with fruits of decay. He remembers, how the guilty have seen, all the pure but selfish, buried deep in his dreams.
He sees a vision in the sky, looking down on him, calling him by name, yeah he sees faces from yesterday, of what might have been, but the past must still remain.
He desires love, not some perfect affair, in hotels of steel and glass, just to cross on the stairs, but he can still see, all the angels in time, as his dreams of ecstasy, turned to nightmares of crime.
He sees a vision in the sky, looking down at him, how the past will remain, yeah he sees a vision in the sky, staring down at him, he'll always see the same.
Sure I'll see you down, you do for me I did for you, cure just takes you down, we're down for good that's understood.
Door slides open, Johnny laughs. A view from above sticks his head out of the window and dries his eyes. I remember a winter sometime ago, angular patterns formed deep in the ground, where someone once stood. White on black, white on white. Echoed voices bouncing off the buildings around.
A ramp to the trees and trees all around, I remember a tear, frozen white on white, I remember nothing. A grey saloon, Johnny sighs, winds down the window and stares at the road.
Some things never make sense, crouches shivering in the corner, blanket 'round your shoulder, hot then cold, cold then warm, pulse is racing, slowly racing - stopped. I remember nights listening to untill dawn, I remember nothing. Some things never make sense, a fear of stepping out,
Door slowly opens, Johnny sits on his bed, lays down and dies.
A wider alliance that leads to new roads beyond the limits, holding hands, jumping off walls into dark seclusion, cut off from the mainstream of most intimate yearnings, I left my heart somewhere on the other side, I left all desire for good.
Clinging to naked thought, impossible tactics worked out for impossible means. This is the final moment of respite. The final page in the book. A bitter challenge between old and new, with one last warning.
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ian curtis
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Re: Joy Division
hahah lab thnx shum filmin veq e kom pa e qat partyn jo heheheh legendat mbesin gjall kurr nuk vdesin .Powerslave wrote:Bend legjenda post punk me psychodelic shije tekste fenomenal Ian u kon ma shume poet se muzikant tekstet nashta prej ma te mirave ne bote New Down Fades , Love will tear us apart, bendin qe koheve te fundit jom ka e ngoj shume albumi Unknown Pleasure oshte fenomenal ....
Drilon e kom filimin Controll kurr vjen ne Pr ta jepi hahahahhaha babgjyshi vec ma ki ti nji pije borxh tani edhe filmin tjeter ta jepi 24 hours party qe oshte per joy division.....
Kshtu kta jon legjenda Ian u kon koke per art
Live is a Unknown Pleasure
aenima mir qe i ki qit en gjuh angleze si ki perkthy qeto sene se un i kom tperkthyme e sdojsha mi qit me tmira
IAN CURTIS
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Re: Joy Division
Legjenda qe i kane inspiru krejt gjeneratat e muzikes alternative jon Joy Division duhen me ja puth komt Ian Curtis me Thom Yorke e Sonic Youth e kta krejt alternativa jav ka jep bazen baba
Re: Joy Division
ni kontribut shum kreativ nga ana e Radiohead .
http://youtube.com/watch?v=08_2eTj3wsA&feature=related
http://youtube.com/watch?v=08_2eTj3wsA&feature=related
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Re: Joy Division
Radiohead i kane pas idoolla Division bre Ian e ka inspiru deri ne rojt muziken e Radioheadave shihet ne Albumin Ok Computer edhe ne Kid A inspirimi i Division ne muziken e tynev