Joy Division

Nada mais justo do que um post inteiro pro Joy Division! Ahhh, meu vício voltou com tudo. E agora então, que tenho quem me acompanhe, não páro de ver vídeos e querer saber mais e mais... É impressionante, que geralmente me interesso muito por bandas com vocalistas que já morreram (com excessão, graças ao bom Deus, do Placebo)! 

O Ian era um cara muito sinistro. Epilético, louco, cheio de distúrbios, sabe Deus como ele conseguiu se casar. Acho que pra todo mundo existe alguém, mesmo... By the way, o jeito que ele dançava era louco e hipnótico! Eplepsy Dance, oh yeah!

Transmission - Ian Curtis

Radio, live transmission.

Radio, live transmission.

Listen to the silence, let it ring on.

Eyes, dark grey lenses frightened of the sun.

We would have a fine time living in the night,

Left to blind destruction,

Waiting for our sight.

And we would go on as though nothing was wrong.

And hide from these days we remained all alone.

Staying in the same place, just staying out the time.

Touching from a distance,

Further all the time.

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.

Well I could call out when the going gets tough.

The things that we've learnt are no longer enough.

No language, just sound, that's all we need know, to synchronise

love to the beat of the show.

And we could dance.

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.