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Thrash-folk, folk-punk, atd.
Hudba s punkovou energií, folkovými kořeny a texty, co stojí za poslechnutí.
Na jazyce nezáleží, cokoliv od folku po punk, od Dropkick Murphys po Znouzectnost.

Písničky z youtube, pozvánky na akce, texty česky, slovensky nebo anglicky (u jiných jazyků pouze s překladem).

Netahejme sem politiku. Dát najevo názor je v pohodě, ovšem otevřeně propagandistické písně budou mazány, ať už budou anarchistické, nebo třeba od Orlíku.

(ID SALE má tímto výstrahu za propagandu.)


Máte k tomu co říct? Vložte se do diskuze.
CERNYRYBIZ --- 21:47:19 25.3.2014
March of The Jobless Corps - Daniel Kahn and The Painted Bird
CERNYRYBIZ --- 23:20:33 20.3.2014
CERNYRYBIZ --- 2:49:29 18.3.2014
...a the-best-love-song-ever...

The Rumjacks - Spit in the Street

Oh I lie awake, I'm fit to break,
And my head won't leave me alone,
I've to make my way through one more day,
Strippin' knuckle to the glistenin' bone,
Oh it's a shit-fight! hell-right! down to the Boulevarde,
Crackles in the blisterin' heat,
Where all the women they dress like high priced hookers,
And the men all spit in the street.

Oh I set out this mornin' in steel capped shoes,
I paid a hard earned dollar for all the bad news,
All to sell my soul to these ignorant mongrels,
They can't stop me thinkin' of you.

Oh, I shove aside the human tide,
And I struggle just to keep control,
Through the lines o cabs, the angry stabs,
Of the traffic all split my skull,
Where the railway cops lay into the drunks,
And the people never seem to see,
And all the posh kids roll to the soul-less drivel,
Of a pissy little MP3.

I've been wearin' my dreams like tattered old jeans,
All beer soaked & bloodied, the arse showin' through,
And if I come home tonight without a knife in the neck,
Whats left of me belongs to you.

Follow me & we can drown together in a smoky little room,
Help carry me by the light of the angry moon.

A pocketful o' nails, the screechin' rails,
Air thick enough to make ya choke,
Five days o' grief for two relief,
It doesn't ever seem enough, I know,
I need my white-hot fix o' my teenage kicks,
I gotta get back to me,
Among the boys o' Hades and the painted Ladies,
Of this city's where I've got to be…
CERNYRYBIZ --- 2:45:37 18.3.2014
...jsem poněkud zlitý. Ideální stav na doporučování dalšího thrash-folku...

The Dreadnoughts - Cider Road


Top down, straight in
That's the way you want to win
Head down, play nice
all the way to paradise
Scraping and staggering until the bitter end
Oh friend, I've seen it all before
To you I implore
The only way to death
Is through the apple tree
Life is a lady's breath
Life is a mystery
Along this sacred way
We wander every day
Tehran to Tennessee
You want a piece of me now?
I am the cider king
I am the whiskey whore
I am everything
Here we go!
Along the Cider Road
I am the one
Walking beneath the sun
Condemned and free
For all eternity
I've watched your cities rise
And fall into the dust
In hatred, larceny and lust
Join it if you must
But you must remember me
When the moon is in the trees
When all your castles turn
To penitentiaries
CERNYRYBIZ --- 23:37:24 10.3.2014
jo ehm a zítra ve vagonu hrajem s Hakka Muggies. Tak něco od nich.

Hakka Muggies - Tam kde teče řeka Fleet.wmv
CERNYRYBIZ --- 23:53:19 9.3.2014
kradeno z jiného klubu, ale patří i sem

Drunken Lullabies
CERNYRYBIZ --- 16:28:29 1.3.2014
The Mahones with Damhnait Doyle "A little bit of love"