I love you, guys. I've always thought people in internet message boards were all focking degenerates. I still think that, but I love you. So:
03. Take The Time
0:00 0:16 One dream, one soul. One prize, one goal ... Sorry, couldn't help it.
0:16 0:32 It may be the lack of chromosomes speaking, but the only way I can describe this is Electric Executioner March.
0:32 1:02 And we've got a rocker! Meanwhile, somewhere in Canada
Hallo?
Hey there, mate. It's Geddy ...
What's up, pal?
Alex, please sit down.
What the ...
Please. Listen to this.
...
Thought so. We're done, aren't we?
... Ehm
Does Neal know?
You tell him.
1:02 1:30 What have we learnt in 30 seconds? You can exploit samples as efficiently as Anthrax or funky grooves as sexily as Extreme without the need to stop the presses and cry Crossover to your heart content. Furthermore, James LaBrie can surf the odd meter like a prince.
1:30 1:42 Have you ever asked yourself what would happen if Parliament and Kansas started jamming together after a freebasing marathon?
1:42 2:05 All right. These people know way more than your average metal hero is supposed to know. These are, I dare say with my nipples turgid, Musicians. Drumming Dad, come home when you like. We're ready to rumble.
2:05 2:10 That wasn't a transition. That was a statement. A Robocop-JudgeDredd-Kurrgan kind of statement. Plus, two minutes in and I still can't fathom where the fock this song is going.
2:10 2:32 Ok, now I know. It's going places.
2:32 2:59 What a cavalcade. Plus, Freddie is dead, but we could have the next big thing in our hands. Too bad there's no time to elaborate.
2:59 3:24 Wait, same chorus. We have time. Let's take a stroll through Indiscipline Hard Rock And Heavy Metal Vocalists Hall Of Fame's last three floors:
Floor 10: The Sexy Beasts Lounge. On your right, busy in gruesome acts of groupie debauchery, you can spot the Classics: Gillian, Coverdale, Rodgers. They could sing it all, but would never shed that You-Are-So-Blowing-Me-Right-Now-Babe aura. On your left, smashing furnitures and pissing on the carpets, the Moderns: Cornell, Patton, Bach. Powerful and colourful, but won't ever let us forget that One-Of-These-Days-I'm-Gonna-Kill-You-Or-Myself attitude.
Floor 11: The Epic Storytellers Den. On your right, dressed as bondage Hobbits, you can spot the Classics: Dio, Anderson (Ian), Halford. Utterly mesmerising, but constantly faulted with the I-Am-So-Evil-And-Mysterious staple. On your left, playing Dungeons & Dragons, the Moderns: Dickinson, Adams, Kiske. Awe inspiring, but limited by the I-Am-Moses-Laying-Down-The-Law pose.
Floor 12: The All-Powerful-Without-Limitations-Of-Sort Loft. There, sitting on a throne, resides the Classic Queen. It may be a little soon, but I suspect she's waiting for the Modern Pirate King.
The point being? How I will manage to have an actual life when I grow up is beyond me.
3:24 3:46 Depeche Mode mood ... and it speaks Italian! The Material Mom is pure limey, but the Drumming Dad is all wop. I think I'm in love.
3:46 4:02 Somewhere in Canada a telephone keeps ringing
and ringing ...
4:02 4:33 Funny happy guitar build-up. Since we're here, the tone is quite unique. John Petrucci, please just give me another excuse to crank Indiscipline One Touch Immediately Recognisable Guitarists Pantheon open.
4:33 4:49 Sega Mega Drive Unison: Sonic in the temple of metal!
4:49 5:18 Sorry, Nuno. Really.
5:18 6:03 Switch Kevin Moore with Roddy Bottum, and Faith No More would be Favourite Band #5 instead of #11. I should start a Heavy Metal roto league.
6:03 6:30 Same chorus, another digression. These guys have an incredible chemistry. All gifted beyond belief yet everyone in his place. A kind of supernatural chemistry unheard of after 1975. Think Who, Zeps, Ozzy's Sabbath, Bruford's Yes, Queen.
6:30 7:12 Johnny, I warned you. You are so knocking on Indiscipline One Touch Immediately Recognisable Guitarists Pantheon's door. Waiting inside: Carlos, Fripp, David, Eddie, Vernon.
7:12 7:50 In a perfect world this would be the ultimate stadium anthem. In fact, in a perfect world I shouldn't even be here typing.
7:50 8:18 Joe, Steve, do you like Italian American Threesomes?
Coming next: Sorrounded