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Биография Panic! at the Disco
Некоторые группы на протяжении всей своей карьеры только мечтают записать такой же гармоничный и целостный альбом как A Fever You Can't Sweat Out. Только не Panic! At the disco – они смогли это сделать с первого раза. Все началось в окрестностях Лас-Вегаса, когда двенадцатилентий Райан Росс попросил у своих родителей гитару на Рождество. Чтобы не быть не у дел, его сосед Спенсер Смит уговорил родителей купить ему ударную установку, так что дуэт мог начать рубиться. «Первый год мы только и занимались тем, что переигрывали Blink 182» - смеется Спенсер. Потом группа возмужала, стала серьезней, а в ее состав были завербованы одноклассники Брент Уилсон и Брендон Ури – на басс и вокал соотвественно.

Когда состав был полностью укомплектован, группа, окрещенная Panic! At the disco ( название взято из строчки песни «Panic!» группы Name Taken), начала репетировать в комнате бабушки Спенсера и сочинять песни, которые впоследствие войдут в их дебютный альбом. С их чутьем к экспериментальной инструментовке и детализированно-интимной лирике, не прошло много времени до того моменты, как бассист Fall out boy Пит Венц заинтересовался ими и подписал с ними контракт на своей лейбле, всегда открытом для новых талантов. « Мы их действительно задели и они хотели узнать, что мы представляем из себя как группа».- говорит Райан. « К тому же они предоставили нам полную свободу и мы могли быть счастливы своей музыкой».

После подписания контракта все стало очень серьезно и вещи завертелись со скоростью света. Спенсер и Брент закончили школу экстерном, Брендон днем был на занятиях, репетируя ночью и просто забывая об уроках, а Райан решил бросить колледж после первого же семестра, что вызвало огромный скандал у него дома. « Когда я сказал папе, что хочу бросить учебу и заниматься музыкой, он просто взбесился. Это был поединок того, что сделаем меня счастливым и то, что сделает счастливым его». Так что без благословления отца, группа упаковала чемоданы и первый раз в жизни покинула свои дома, чтобы уехать в Колледж Парк, в Мерилэнд и там начать запись своего дебютного альбома со знаменитым продюссером Мэттом Скваером.

«Мы не хотели записывать альбом, на котором бы было одиннадцать одинаковых песен.» - объясняет Райан. Чтобы такого не случилось, было решено поделить альбом на две части – одна из которых была бы футуристическая, наполненная драм-машинами и синтезаторами, а вторая - ностальгическая, наполненная звуками пиано Водевиль и аккордеоном. «Всевозможные крайности смешались – самая современная и самая старая музыка, на нашем альбоме музыка вне стиля». На группу повлияли их самые большие и нескрываемые пристрастия - структуры мелодий Third Eye Blind ("But It's Better When We Do»), театральная инструментовка Queen («Build God, Then We'll Talk"), яркая повествовательная лирика Counting Crows ("There's A Good Reason These Tables Are Numbered Honey, You Just Haven't Thought Of It Yet"). « Не может быть так - вы послушали наш диск и сказали « Хм, на этих ребят повлияли Fleetwood Mac и Counting Crows», но это наши любимые группы» - настаивает Спенсер.

Раскалывающий мозг подход к написанию песен резонировал с молодыми и не очень слушателями. Во многом группа приобрела популярность с помощью PureVolume и My Space, а когда ребята вернулись в Лас-Вегас, там они отыграли свой первый концерт, который посетило около 200 человек. Родители парней, особенно папа Райана поняли, что группа была более чем мимолетным хобби и наконец стали держателями клубных карт фан-клуба Panic!At the disco.

Отредактировано blackbirds (2007-08-31 08:33:27)

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Panic! At the Disco - I Write Sins, Not Tragedies Lyrics

Oh, well imagine,
As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,
And I can't help but to hear,
No, I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words,

What a beautiful wedding,
What a beautiful wedding,
Says a bridesmaid to a waiter,
Oh yes, but what a shame,
What a shame the poor groom's bride is a whore,

[Chorus:]
I chime in with a,
"Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things,
With a sense of poise and rationality.

I chime in,
"Haven't you people ever heard of, closing the goddamn door?"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things,
With a sense of,

Well in fact,
Well I'll look at it this way,
I mean technically our marriage is saved,
Well this calls for a toast so pour the champagne,

Oh, Well in fact,
Well I'll look at it this way,
I mean technically our marriage is saved,
Well this calls for a toast so pour the champagne, pour the champagne.

[Chorus x4]

Panic! At The Disco - Baby One More Time Lyrics

Oh baby baby,
How was I supposed to know?
That something wasn't right here,
Oh baby baby,
I shouldn't have let you go,
And now you're out of sight, yeah,
Show me how you want it to be,
Tell me baby cuz I need to know now,
Oh because.

My loneliness is killing me,
I must confess I still believe (Whoaoa)
When I'm not with you I lose my mind,
Give me a sign,
Hit me baby one more time!

Oh baby baby,
The reason I breathe is you,
Boy you've got me blinded,
Oh pretty baby,
Theres nothin' that I wouldn't do,
Thats not the way I planned it.

Show me how you want it to be,
Tell me baby cuz I need to know now,
Oh because.

My loneliness is killing me,
I must confess I still believe (Whoaoa)
When I'm not with you I lose my mind,
Give me a sign,
Hit me baby one more time!

Oh baby baby,
How was I supposed to know,
Oh pretty baby,
I shouldn't have let you go,
I must confess that my loneliness,
Is killing me now,
Don't you know I still believe,
That you will be here,
And give me a sign,
Hit me baby one more time.

My loneliness is killing me,
I must confess I still believe (Whoaoa)
When I'm not with you I lose my mind,
Give me a sign,
Hit me baby one more time!

I must confess,
(My loneliness)
That my loneliness,
(Is killing me)
Is killing me now,
(I must confess)
Don't you,
(I still believe)
Know I still believe,
That you will be here,
(I lose my mind)
And give me a sign...
Hit me baby one more time!

Panic! At The Disco - Boys Will Be Boys Lyrics

Well, she's not bleeding on the ballroom floor
Just for the attention.
Cause that's just ridiculously on.
Well, she sure is going to get it
Here's the setting
Fashion magazines line the walls now
The walls line the bullet holes

Have some composure
Where is your posture?
Oh, no, no
You're pulling the trigger
Pulling the trigger
All wrong
[x2]

Give me envy, give me malice, give me a-a-attention
Give me envy, give me malice, baby, give me a break!
When I say "Shotgun", you say "Wedding"
"Shotgun", "Wedding", "Shotgun", "Wedding"

She didn't choose this role
But she'll play it and make it sincere
So you cry, you cry
(Give me a break)
But they believe it from the tears
And the teeth right down to the blood
At her feet
Boys will be boys
Hiding in estrogen and wearing Aubergine dreams
(Give me a break)

Have some composure
Where is your posture?
Oh, no, no
You're pulling the trigger
Pulling the trigger
All wrong
[x2]

Come on this is screaming "Photo op." op...
Come on
Come on
This is screaming
This is screaming
This is screaming "Photo op."

Boys will be boys, baby
Boys will be boys
Boys will be boys, baby
Boys will be boys

Give me envy, give me malice, give me a-a-attention
Give me envy, give me malice, baby, give me a break!
When I say "Shotgun", you say "Wedding"
"Shotgun", "Wedding", "Shotgun", "Wedding"

Boys will be boys
Hiding in estrogen and boys will be boys
Boys will be boys
Hiding in estrogen and wearing Aubergine dreams

Panic! At the Disco - Camisado Lyrics

The IV and your hospital bed,
This was no accident,
This was a therapeutic chain of events,

This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor,
This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital,
And it's not so pleasant. And it's not so conventional,
And it sure as hell ain't normal, but we deal, we deal,
The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where,
The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in,
No it's not so pleasant,
And it's not so conventional,
And it sure as hell ain't normal,
But we deal, we deal,

Just sit back, just sit back,
Just sit back, and relax
Just sit back, just sit back
Just sit back, relapse, again

Can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid
Sit back, relax
Sit back, relapse again
Can’t take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid
Just sit back, just sit back,

You’re a regular decorated emergency,
You’re a regular decorated emergency,

This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor,
This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital,
It's not so pleasant, And it's not so conventional
It sure as hell ain't normal, but we deal, we deal,
The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where,
The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in,
It's not so pleasant, And it's not so conventional,
It sure as hell ain't normal, But we deal, we deal,

Can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid
Sit back, relax
Sit back, relapse again
Can’t take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid
Just sit back, just sit back

Sit back, sit back
Relax, Relapse
Sit back, sit back
Ba ba bado
You can take the kid out of the fight

You're a regular decorated emergency,
The bruises and contusions will remind me what you did when you wake,
You’ve earned your place atop the ICU's hall of fame,
The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again,

You're a regular decorated emergency,
The bruises and contusions will remind me what you did when you wake,
You’ve earned your place atop the ICU's hall of fame,
The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again.

Can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid,
Sit back, relax
Sit back, relapse again
Can’t take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid,
Just sit back, just sit back,

Sit back, sit back
Relax, Relapse
Sit back, sit back
Ba ba bado
You can take the kid out of the fight

The IV and your hospital bed,
This was no accident,
This was a therapeutic chain of events.

Panic! At The Disco - Karma Police Lyrics

Karma police, arrest this man, he talks in maths
He buzzes like a fridge, he's like a detuned radio
Karma police, arrest this girl, her Hitler hairdo, is making me feel ill
And we have crashed her party

This is what you get, this is what you get
This is what you get, when you mess with us

Karma police, Ive given all I can, its not enough
Ive given all I can, but were still on the payroll

This is what you get, this is what you get
This is what you get, when you mess with us

And for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself
Shit! for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself

I'm afraid that I...
I'm afraid that I...

I'm afraid that I, I lost myself, I myself.

Panic! At The Disco - Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taki Lyrics

Is it still me that makes you sweat?
Am I who you think about in bed?
When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress?
Then think of what you did
And how I hope to God he was worth it.
When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as you're fingers touch your skin.
I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck
Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me
Girl I was it look past the sweat, a better love deserving of
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?
No, no, no you know it will always just be, me

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?

So I guess we're back to us, oh cameraman, swing the focus
In case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off?
(Let's pick up, pick up)

Oh now I do recall, we just were getting to the part
Where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick.
I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention.
Now let's not get selfish
Did you really think I’d let you kill this chorus?

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?

Dance to this beat
Dance to this beat
Dance to this beat

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster

I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck
Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me
Girl I was it look past the sweat, a better love deserving of
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?
No, no, no you know it will always just be, me

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?

So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Dance to this beat
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Dance to this beat
And hold a lover close
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster

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Panic! At The Disco - Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taki Lyrics

Is it still me that makes you sweat?
Am I who you think about in bed?
When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress?
Then think of what you did
And how I hope to God he was worth it.
When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as you're fingers touch your skin.
I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck
Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me
Girl I was it look past the sweat, a better love deserving of
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?
No, no, no you know it will always just be, me

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?

So I guess we're back to us, oh cameraman, swing the focus
In case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off?
(Let's pick up, pick up)

Oh now I do recall, we just were getting to the part
Where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick.
I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention.
Now let's not get selfish
Did you really think I’d let you kill this chorus?

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?

Dance to this beat
Dance to this beat
Dance to this beat

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster

I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck
Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me
Girl I was it look past the sweat, a better love deserving of
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?
No, no, no you know it will always just be, me

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?

So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Dance to this beat
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Dance to this beat
And hold a lover close
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster

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