附加在网上很容易搜到的Judy

友情提醒：确保身后没有家长再按播放。
这是继Zaliva-D的SM工业舞曲之后第二次听到这种采样。

Jordi from Dyingart Radio (女声版)

Judy's Farther had a gun
He used it to kill her mother
I see the tears in judy's eyes
Then she gone to marry a man
Who is a worker in the town
His brother *** Judy in the every night
Judy's eys looks so sad
She want to fly to the hell
I guess she is hidden in the woods in the night
She is beautifull,
She is nice
Her husband *** her
In the woods
In the…… 

From Dying Art
2007.7.28
巴蜀新民谣乐队Eltan Renaxy(艾尔坦 瑞耐克斯 - Bloody Woods首脑白水 吉他/键盘/爱尔兰萧笛/打击乐/人声和Lamia 女声/词)的首张专辑Weird Ballads In My Town(自我城镇中的荒诞情歌)正式销售.
专辑作品在传统欧陆新民谣曲风中融入了大量氛围音乐元素.内容完美结合了Ordo Rosarius Equilibrio般的错位情欲与Nick Cave式的荒诞叙事.病态、黑暗但幽美流畅。

more info & the story in chinese from underfm & 冷光中的抑郁者

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几个关键字。
Bloody Woods，白水，Neofolk，Ordo Rosarius Equilibrio，Nick Cave。
使得这张专辑异常诱人。
依旧是叙事性的一项计划，想到久远的一张Wood Woud Would
其实应该可以拿来对比的吧。
同样包装精美的。
同样的游吟诗人。
一个故事很托尔金。
另一个故事很格林。

那么你在寻找森林中的篝火么？
围着一圈的人们开始一个，一个起身，
说吧。

（发散性思维到光田康典的Kirite了……跑题。）

好吧其实共同点就是我都想买而没有买而已。

呃。这是没有寄钱购物的习惯呐。

另：Dying Empylver 代理 COLD SPRING 了诶！> < 2046还存在伐
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Artist：Eltan Renaxy

Genre：Neofolk

Album Title：Weird Ballads In My Town

Total Playing Time：31：00

Date Of Release：2007.7

Country：China

Label：Dying Art (http://www.underfm.com/dyingart/chinese/index.htm)

Track Listing：Intro + A Ballad + Jordi + Renaxy + Lorida + Maria + Sh'els + Karffen + The End

The mp3s Of "Karffen" & "A Ballad":http://m.lowdown.cn/ERdemo@comtely.rar


Myspace:http://www.myspace.com/eltanrenaxy

Reviews By Dying Art:

"The elite of folk is embedded in its unpretending style of telling a story"

Eltan Renaxy-birth of a story teller from hell. This dark music project was created by Baishui (from Bloody Woods,guitar/keyboard/Irish flute/percussion/voice) and Lamia (female voice/lyrics). In the first album Weird Ballads In My Town, the musicians mixed traditional European neo-folk with ambient factors, and created this perfect combination of Ordo Rosarius Equilibrio's vicarious ardour and Nick Cave's weird, morbid story telling style.

This album is normally regarded as a diabolical fairy tale with eight storis about love, hate, desire, murder, rape, fornication and blood, which were told by the deep and sad voices. The dark, twisted music is for the lone children who are listening silently in the darkness.



Storys Of ER's Music

Intro:
People said that Shels was psycho. He was sometimes grumpy, sometimes sad. One day, he killed his wife. The blood was everywhere. He, wiping the floor with old newspapers in a panic, tried to clean it. He shut the door and windows and ran to 'my' house. I saw him sweating all over so I gave him a glass of hot water to calm him down. He began to tell 'me' stories about this town. Because the stories were told disorderly and in a weird speed, they seemed to be even more absurd for 'me'.

A ballad:
'I' was a teacher in the town. I always liked to tell stories to my students in class. This song was the one I liked to sing to my friends. Some of the people in stories were my friends, and some were my family. Sometimes I couldn't understand why these absurd stories always happened to people around me.

Renaxy:
This was a weird day. I took my students to the wild. We came to a beautiful cave. There were a lot of green grass and magnificent wild flowers near the entrance. But I entered the cave. In the light of the torch, I saw 'Renaxy' written inside the cave wobbly. I didn't know what it stood for, so I wrote it down on my notebook. Yet I still remembered the fear those letters brought me at that moment. I was suppressed by that feeling and could hardly escape.

Jordi:

Jordi was the daughter of Shels's. Everytime Shels talked about her, he cried, terribly. Ever since her father killed her mother, Jordi left him. It was said that she went to another town and married to a poor labourer. Jordi had a beautiful body and charming eyes. But that poor labourer could never satisfy her infinite desires. For a long time, the bother of her husband always called her to make love in the midnight. She chirped and made the heavy night of the town even grayer. But Jordi hurt badly deep inside, she wanted to run. One day one said she ran into the mountains, but her husband found her, beat her and ***ed her.

Lorida:
Hearing stories about Shels's daughter, I recalled my daughter Lorida. I married her mother in a wheat field. I always remembered the day she was born, her skin and her hair. But she left us anyway and eloped away with a man with black skin. So-called eternal love was no more than absurd legends, I thought. I still missed my daughter. In dreams, I always feared, because her voice was always there. I didn't know if she was dead, but I had this strange feeling that she was.

Maria:
Maria was a beautiful woman in my town. Because frustrations brought by love, she didn't believe in man. She never lacked men, but rumours had it that those men would die in suffocation in climax. Because she lived in the outskirts, everything was rumoured. She was as beautiful as she was frightening. Shels said he went to bed with her. The smell of blood was always in her house.

Shels:
Shels was my friend. We always liked to talk to each other. He always told me he could fly. I didn't believe it, and I never saw he do it. He left finally; no one knows where he had gone. He didn't even know how his wife died.

Karffen:
Karffen was my little brother. His son was an idiot but he loved him very much. The early death of his wife made him an alcoholic. Some strange and nameless sex made him losing himself too. He never let us to say anything about his child. I knew that he was very proud. One old peasant one day told his son he was an idiot sarcastically. The child didn't understand, so he laughed. In that night my brother killed that peasant. Then my brother was taken and trialed in the city before long. I didn't go to that trail, and I never wanted to hear a word about him.

The End:
I thought I would be the first one to die, but I lived until the end. I thought perhaps it was the weird definition that weird sign gave me. However absurd those things were in town, I could still live on in this pressing life. I thought maybe that was absurd too. I would like to write my name on my gravestone, not the name I had, but: 'Eltan Renaxy'.