В.Р.ЕД. - Весна Радость Единство (Russia, 2018) {Post-punk, Dark-wave} [full album|полный альбом]

Band|Группа: В.Р.ЕД. - аббревиатура от Весна, Радость, Единство. (Россия, Екатеринбург) | V.R.ED. (Vred in Russian means "Harm") is initialism from words "Vesna, Radost, Edinstvo" which may be translated like "Spring, Joy, Unity". (Yekaterinburg, Russia)
Album|Альбом: "Весна Радость Единство" (EP)
Year|Год выпуска: 2018 (8 Jun|Июн)
Styles|Муз. стили: New-Wave, #Post_Punk, #Indie_Rock, Dark-Wave
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Timings|Временные метки:
[00:00] - Премьера (Premiere)
[03:25] - Колорит (Coloring|Local color)
[07:41] - Скелет (Skeleton)
[11:06] - Спираль (Spiral)
[14:18] - Ночь (Night)
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Music and lyrics | музыка и текста - Andrey Ilyushkin
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Album credits|О альбоме:
Сведение|Mixing - Ivan "Synthanlog" Gavrin
Обложка|Album cover - Anastasia Abrikosova
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Links|Полезные ссылки:
VK: vredproject
BC: vred.bandcamp.com/album/-
SC: / user-30792929
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ВСЕ ПРАВА ПРИНАДЛЕЖАТ ГРУППЕ В.Р.ЕД. #ВРЕД
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Here's all the lyrics:
V.R.ED. - Premiere
The born biorobot was registered, and was doomed to wear a robe until the grave.
Plants, industrial zones, bonds, icons in a panorama of oppressive slums.
The backbone is bowed, crushed by a burden. Only good in the past is the seniority levels.
Under the pressure of stress, in crowd of morons, where everyone should be the same.
Premiere at the Theatre of the Absurd, a hall of rotten plywood.
The audience, losing their sanity, fills the stalls at a snap.
On the roadless, into the concrete square. Nurtured by lies, inscribed in format.
The lackeys, the elite, debts and credits. But what to do, and who's to blame?
And how many others like this in a hundred miles. Completely drained and tossed away.
All that is left is pain and exhaustion and century-old dust.

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V.R.ED. - Coloring
Today I stepped out of the house toward the new spring,
Out of my room coma into the sticky, thawing snow.
By the overflowing dumpsters, I turned, chomping on the dirt,
Past the blocks and the barracks, and a rusty sign that said "store."
It smelled like new hope, just like in 2007.
And I paced cheerfully between puddles and dog shit.
So happy and carefree, I walked and was surrounded by events.
There's a brawl at the cheburek-cafe and a chanson is playing in the background.
Sparkling imagination, serotonin scales.
In the post-Soviet ruins, the aesthetics of decay.
Along an overgrown alley to the schoolyard, forgotten by god,
Where a frowning stone Lenin stares menacingly at you.
The warm spring breeze was dazing and exhilarating.
By the fence the childrens were smoking and someone was pissing by the garage.
Suddenly I was filled with a light sadness, looking from afar
On the familiar backwoods and dilapidated House of Culture.
Since my earliest years I absorbed that poison in my blood,
That grayness absolute and gloomy coloring of native land.
Sparkling imagination, serotonin scales.
In the post-Soviet ruins, the aesthetics of decay.

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V.R.ED. - Skeleton
I worked my fingers to the bone this day to make everyone like me.
Then I hopped into an empty wagon and sat by the window.
I am the set of muscles and bones, was marking the cheap leatherette with blood.
The conductor sat in the back, awkwardly hiding his eyes.
And I grabbed the handrail and stood up. Lymph dripped on the dirty floor.
Flew past the square, the train station - the tram was on its way to the depot.
I was almost back home, to my always sleeping neighborhood.
The city floated beneath the tram's stern, exhausted and fatigued.
I got off in the midst of familiar places, nostalgic and gloomy charms,
I had managed to give a fare with a piece of my own shoulder.
I gave away my body to rare strangers, tearing off rump after rump.
The first star lit up like a shell exploded in the sky.
And I walked lightly, a white skeleton,
Clutching in my bony hand, a lucky tram ticket.

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V.R.ED. - Spiral
You and I are so much alike.
Look at that:
I am a skeleton covered in skin, just like you
Smoldering from the inside.

And in us this young power,
Tungsten spiral
Nature has sentenced us to death,
Life handed over as a medal.

But we're racing in the oncoming lane.
And the brakes are jammed.
Such a long eternity
Melted in front of our eyes.

And it was so scary to sink
In the midst of dirty landscapes.
Path we've chosen
Is already been disfigured by somebody.

So laugh, dance and drink,
Burn with inspired fire
In the labyrinth of shimmering days.
There's a scaffold waiting for you all along.

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V.R.ED. - Night
The night crumbled with black granite.
The hands of the old clock struck a beat.
The veil of the sky was torn by meteorites,
Turning into lamppost lights.
Night stretched across the sidewalk
Along lonely squares and deserted roads.
Headlights that suddenly flashed in the darkness.
The minutes, frozen in a constant stream.
We involuntarily involved in the mystery,
Captured by sleeplessness.
The outskirts called to the sky with a howl of dogs.
Barely breathing, the morning rose from its knees.
Night pacified the hysteria of the boulevards,
Hide the square's monument with a velvet curtain.
The neon light burned the city with poisonous a fire,
The city tangled in a ribbon of tram tracks.
Night snaked through the alleys and parks,
Keeping the world in its mysterious beauty.
In the silence of the night, alleys and arches drowned,
The moon yellowed like a glare on a tombstone.

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Для меня это один из лучших исполнитей в жанре постпанк. И в данный момент самый любимый исполнитель. Благодарю за видео, пусть с ним больше людей познакомятся))

[@vn_copp]

А, ещё оформление видео просто супер!

[@treshofff]

Мне нравится как звучите🦾

[@mr.reikek4899]

Ты ещё часто видео выпускаешь. Глянь zulins v-log (а точнее промежутки между видео).

[@asaliaivanovacedenoalvarez8340]

Oh, esperado por el album, que felicidad

[@mr.reikek4899]

Ура ты жив. Да с какой музыкой.

[@NoctuRn_Mus]

:3

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