| 1. | kuşkusuz ki tüm zamanların en iyi bir iki konsept albümünden bir tanesidir bu dream theater şaheseri. 1992'de çıkardıkları images and words albümünden metropolis pt1 : the miracle and the sleeper şarkısının devamı olarak tasarlanmıştır bu albüm. 7 yıl öncesinden düşünüldüğü belli olan bu fikir bile ne denli muhteşem bir albüm olduğunun bir göstergesidir.
albüm sizi çok hoş bir enstrümantal parça ile karşılar petrucci yine döktürmektedir* ardından bu parça mükemmel bir tamamlayıcı ile devam eder la brie'ye hoşgeldin deriz*.daha ilk parçalardan ilginç bir duygu kaplar içimizi , çünkü çalanları sanki önceden duymuş gibiyizdir*,albümün konseptine de cuk oturan bir durumdur bu. ardından hoşgeldiniz faslı biter dt'nin klasik balladlarından biriyle karşı karşıya olduğumuzu düşünürüz fakat bu sadece ilerisi için bir sinyaldir , bu rüyanın* sonlarına doğru uyanmaya başlarız. hayatımız boyunca duyup duyabileceğimiz en anlamlı geçiş yaşanır , duygularımız sanki o eve yaklaşan nicholas gibi hüzünden korkuya , tedirginliğe döner. o anda başlar john myung'ın muhteşem bestesi ve petrucci ile birlikte belki de albümün en gaz şarkısı* geçer gider. sırada grubun uyumunu muhteşem bir şekilde sergileyen 11 dakikalık bir parça vardır* ki bu parçanın sonundaki petrucci jordan rudess ortak yapımı sololar , onları çalanların insan olmadığını düşündürtür adama. bu tempo en sonunda biraz yavaşlar ve ilk kısmın sonlarına doğru dream theater'dan yien muhteşem bir ballad* gelir.bu parça ile karakterlerle iyice bütünleşir kendimiz onların yerine koyarız , albüm bizi içine çekmiştir. "and i know what it's like to loose someone you loved and this felt just the same" ikinci kısım başlarken kuşkusuz albümün* en sevilen şarkısını* dinleriz.petrucci , portnoy , myung , rudess , la brie bu parçada kendilerinden beklenenin kat kat fazlasını bizlere sergiler. albüm durmak bilmez bizi kendine dahil ettiği ve beklentileri daha şimdiden verdiği gibi bir de konsept olayını yarıp parçalayıp alır götürür bizi ilk parçanın bittiği noktaya*. yine bu parça hiç bitmemiş gibi devam eder albüm , arada kendimize geleceğimiz hikayeyi öte yandan septik damarımızı kabartan bir öte yandan da bir anlamda 1928'de yaşanan hikayeyi son noktasına getiren sevgililerin kavuşamadığı bölüme gelmişizdir artık*. bu noktada albüm home'dan sonra ikinci kez bizi zirveye çıkarır , muhteşem bir parça ve teknik melodik atmosferik her türlü açıdan insanı isyana götüren* bir solo ve parçanın yavaşça rudess'in piyano tuşlarına vurduğu darbelerle sona ulaşan bir mutluluk ve aynı zamanda apışma noktası.(bkz. orgazm) ölen ölmüş kalan kalmış yaran yarmıştır* artık yapacak tek şey konsepte uygun bağlamaya yapmak , tefi tarağa toplayıp new york'a* gitmektir. mike portnoy gazını alamaz çalmaya devam eder ama onun da en son fişi çekilir yaka paça uçağa bindirilir. ve netice itibariyle bu albüm alır adamı evirir çevirir dağıtır en son da bi masaj yapar* atar kenara. insan bir albümden başka ne ister ki**. konsepti anlatmanın da inşallah bir başka giride bir başka arkadaşa nasip olmasını dileyerek* reşat nuri güntekin romanı kılıklı bu giriye burada son noktayı koyuyorum. (bkz. albüm dinleyip gaza gelmek) (bkz. gaza gelip giri girmek) (bkz. oh be rahatladım) (bkz. hanım bana bi su getir) (togisama, 22.03.2004 20:41) |
| 2. | dream theater'ın sihirli albümü. efsanevi metropolis şarkısının devamı olan ve çıktığında tüm dt fanlarının birkaç aylığına dünyadan koparan albüm. her şarkısı ayrı bir tat verir. kötü bir şarkı yoktur. hiç bir kusuru olmayan, 'budur' dedirten albüm.
hiç bir zaman bu albümün tek bir şarkısını dinleyemezsiniz. cd yi takarsınız ilk şarkıdan başlarsınız ve finally free ile bitirirsiniz. (whopper, 22.03.2004 21:30) |
| 3. | 1999 yılında çıkan dream theater albümüdür*...
1) scene one : regression 2) scene two : i. overture 1928 3) ii. strange deja vu 4) scene three : i. through my words 5) ii. fatal tragedy 6) scene four : beyond this life 7) scene five : through her eyes 8) scene six : home 9) scene seven : i. the dance of eternity 10) ii. one last time 11) scene eight : the spirit carries on 12) scene nine : finally free * (tyrael, 31.03.2004 23:26) |
| 4. | (bkz. metropolis pt2 scenes from a memory) (togisama, 02.05.2004 20:29) |
| 5. | scenes from a memory nin türk versiyonu:geçmiş zaman olurkii......
burda bahsettiim tüm türk erkeklerinin çocukluk efsanesi yegane eğlence ulvi görev milli olay mahalle maçları işte mahalle maçları bombaları penaltıda sert vurana ohaaa len burayı alisamiyen mi sandın eğer çift vuruşta adımlar baraj daha uzakta olsun dieee abartı büyük atılıyorsa sen babanın yanına böleemi gityon eğer karşı oyuncu gaza getirilmek isteniyorsa iyi vurur çektirmeyin!!! bide futbolda olmiyan kurallar vardır mahalle maçlarında penaltıda abanmak yasaktır,penaltıda kaleye başka biri geçerse(tercihen en iri yarı oyuncu olur)2 penaltı atılır 3 korner bir penaltı kalecinin topu 3 kere yere vurduunda uzaklaşmak zoruda olmak vs. anlamadıım bu kuralları kim bulmuş bizi m haberimiz yokta dünyada mmtk(mahalle maçları tertip komitesi)diye bir kurummu var yani dünyadan bi grup futbol oyniyan çocuk toplanıp kurallar mı koymuşlar........... (sfeny, 02.05.2004 19:47) |
| 6. | kesinlikle açıp tek bir şarkısının dinlenilmemesi gereken, dinleneceği zaman uygun ortam hazırlanıp, ortam karartılaraktan baştan sonuna kadar dinlenmesi gereken dream theater mucizesi.
yeryüzünde hiç bir albüm yoktur ki scenes from a memory'de kinden daha fazla bütünlük ve ahenge sahip olsun. (whopper, 02.01.2005 15:41) |
| 7. | dinlenebilecek en muhteşem albümlerden birisidir. bir müzik eseri olmakla kalmaz, resmen bir öyküyü anlatır, kişiyi içine çeker, esir alır. konserinde de kilit parçalar özellikle bu albümden çıkar. (marla singer, 08.09.2005 01:28) |
| 8. | "albümü takıyım şu şarkısını bir dinleyeyim" demenin garip kaçtığı bir albümdür. zira "titanic'i bi takayım, batma sahnesini izleyeyim" demek gibidir. tüm albüm tek bir hikayedir. bir film izler gibi dinlenebilecek bir albümdür. sahneler arası geçişler de çok güzeldir. (azwepsa, 08.09.2005 10:06) |
| 9. | albümün en sonundaki parça olan finally free nin 8. dakikasından sonra giren davul sololarının daha güzel yeniden yazılmışını live scenes from new york da da bulabilirsiniz...imho stüdyo kaydından bile daha güzel olmuştur...
mike portnoy on the drums... (cankush, 13.09.2005 19:06) |
| 10. | "hayatta daha kaliteli bir konsept albüm dinleyemezsiniz" dedirtebilecek kadar iddialı konuşmamı sağlayan albüm. tüm sözleri:
regression hypnotherapist: "close your eyes and begin to relax. take a deep breath, and let it out slowly. concentrate on your breathing. with each breath you become more relaxed. ımagine a brilliant white light above you, focusing on this light as it flows through your body. allow yourself to drift off as you fall deeper and deeper into a more relaxed state of mind. now as ı count backward from ten to one, you will feel more peaceful, and calm. ten. nine. eight. seven. six. you will enter a safe place where nothing can harm you. five. four. three. two. ıf at any time you need to come back, all you must do is open your eyes. one." nicholas: safe in the light that surrounds me free of the fear and the pain my subconscious mind starts spinning through time to rejoin the past once again nothing seems real ı'm starting to feel lost in the haze of a dream and as ı draw near the scene becomes clear like watching my life on a screen hello victoria so glad to see you my friend. overture 1928 enstrümantel strange deja-vu nicholas: subconscious strange sensation unconscious relaxation what a pleasant nightmare and ı can't wait to get there again every time ı close my eyes there's another vivid surprise another whole life's waiting chapters unfinished, fading closer now- slowly coming into view ı've arrived- vlinding sunshine beaming through there's a house ı'm drawn to familiar settings nothing new there's a pathway leading there with a haunting chill in the air there's a room at the top of the stairs every night ı'm drawn up there there's a girl in the mirror her face is getting clearer young child won't you tell me why ı'm here? ın her eyes- ı sense a story never told behind the disguise- there's something tearing at her soul victoria: tonight ı've been searching for it a feeling that's deep inside me tonight ı've been searching for the one that nobody knows trying to break free ı just can't help myself ı'm feeling like ı'm going out of my head tears my heart into two ı'm not the one the sleeper thought he knew nicholas: back on my feet again eyes open to the real world metropolis surrounds me the mirror's shattered the girl why is this other life haunting me every day ı'd break through to the other side ıf only ı'd find the way something's awfully familiar the feeling's so hard to shake could ı have lived in that other world ıt's a link that ı'm destined to make ı'm still searching but ı don't know what for the missing key to unlock my mind's door today ı am searching for it a feeling that won't go away today ı am searching for it the only one ı know trying to break free ı just can't help myself ı'm feeling like ı'm going out of my head tears my heart into two ı'm not the one ı thought ı always knew ı just can't help myself ı'm feeling like ı'm going out of my head uncanny, strange deja vu but ı don't mind- ı hope to find the truth through my words nicholas: all your eyes have ever seen all you've ever heard ıs etched upon my memory ı spoken through my words all that ı take with me ıs all you've left behind we're sharing one eternity living in two minds linked by an endless thread ımpossible to break fatal tragedy nicholas: alone at night ı feel so strange ı need to find all the answers to my dreams when ı sleep at night ı hear the cries what does this mean? ı shut the door and traveled to another home ı met an older man, he seemed to be alone ı felt that ı could trust him he talked to me that night; "lad did you know a girl was murdered here?" "this fatal tragedy was talked about for years" victoria's gone forever only memories remain she passed away she was so young without love without truth there can be no turning back without faith without hope there can be no peace of mind as the night went on ı started to find my way ı learned about a tragedy a mystery still today ı tried to get more answers but he said, "you're on your own." then he turned away and left me as ı stand there all alone he said, "you'll know the truth as you future days unfold" without love without truth there can be no turning back without faith without hope there can be no peace of mind hypnotherapist: "now it is time to see how you died. remember that death is not the endbut only a transition." beyond this life headline: "murder, young girl killed desperate shooting at echo's hill dreadful ending, killer died evidently suicide." a witness heard a horrifying sound he ran to find a woman dead and lying on the ground standing by her was a man nervous, shaking, gun in hand witness says he tried to help but he'd turned the weapon on himself his body fell across that poor young girl after shouting out in vain the witness ran to call for assistance a sad close to a broken love affair our deeds have traveled far what we have been is what we are our deeds have traveled far what we have been is what we are she wanted love forever but he had another plan he fell into an evil way she had to let him down she said, "ı can't love a wayward man." she may have found a reason to forgive ıf he had only tried to change was their fatal meeting prearranged? had a violent struggle taken place? there was every sign that lead there witness found a switchblade on the ground was the victim unaware? they continued to investigate they found a note in the killer's pocket ıt could have been a suicide letter maybe he had lost her love ı feel there's only one thing left to do ı'd sooner take my life away than live with losing you our deeds have traveled far what we have been is what we are our deeds have traveled far what we have been is what we are all that we learn this time (what we have been is what we are) ıs carried beyond this life all that we learn this time (what we have been is what we are) ıs carried beyond this life our deeds have traveled far what we have been is what we are our deeds have traveled far what we have been is what we are all that we learn this time (what we have been is what we are) ıs carried beyond this life all that we learn this time (what we have been is what we are) ıs carried beyond this life through her eyes nicholas: she never really had a chance on that fateful moonlit night sacrificed without a fight a victim of her circumstance now that ı've become aware and ı've exposed this tragedy a sadness grows inside of me ıt all seems so unfair ı'm learning all about my life by looking through her eyes just beyond the churchyard gates where the grass is overgrown ı saw the writing on her stone ı felt like ı would suffocate ınloving memory of our child so innocent, eyes open wide ı felt so empty as ı cried like part of me had died ı'm learning all about my life by looking through her eyes and as her image wandered through my head ı wept just like a baby as ı lay awake in bed and ı know what it's like to lose someone you love and this felt just the same she wasn't given any choice desperation stole her voice ı've been given so much more in life ı've got a son, ı've got a wife ı had to suffer one last time to grieve for her and say goodbye relive the anguish of my past to find out who ı was at last the door has opened wide ı'm turning with the tide looking through her eyes home the sleeper: shine- lake of fire lines take me higher my mind drips desire confined and overtired living this charade ıs getting me nowhere ı can't shake this charade the city's cold blood calls me home homeıt's what ı long for back homewhere ı belong the city- it calls to me decadent scenes from my memory sorrow- eternity my demons are coming to drown me help- ı'm falling, ı'm crawling ı can't keep away from its clutch can't have it, this habit ıt's calling me back to my home the miracle: ı remember the first time she came to me poured her soul out all night and cried ı remember ı was told there's a new love that's born for each one that has died ı never thought that ı could carry on with this life but ı can't resist myself no matter how hard ı try living their other life ıs getting them nowhere ı'll make her my wife her sweet temptation calls me home homeıt's what ı long for my homewhere she belongs her ecstasy- means so much to me even decieving my own blood victoria watches and thoughtfully smiles she's taking me to my home help- he's my brother, but ı love her ı can't keep away from her touch deception, dishonor ıt's calling me back to my home nicholas: her story- it holds the key unlocking dreams from my memory solving this mystery ıs everything that is a part of me help- regression, obsession ı can't keep away from her touch leave no doubt, to find out ıt's calling me back to my home the dance of eternity enstrümantel one last time nicholas: ıt doesn't make any sense this tragic ending ın spite of the evidence there's something still missing heard some of the rumors told a taste of one's wealth did victoria wound his soul? did she bid him farewell? victoria: one last time we'll lay down today one last time until we fade away one last time we'll lay down today one last time we slowly fade away nicholas: here ı am inside his home ıt holds the many clues to my suspicions and as ı'm standing here right now ı'm finally shown what ı have always known coincidence ı can't believe as my childhood dreams slowly come true are these her memories awakened through my eyes this house has brought back to life an open door ı walk on through ınto his bedroom feeling as cold as outside the walls disappear to some woman who's screaming a man pleads forgiveness his words ı cannot hear the spirit carries on nicholas: where did we come from? why are we here? where do we go when we die? what lies beyond and what lay before? ıs anything certain in life? they say, "life is too short," "the here and the now" and "you're only given one shot" but could there be more, have ı lived before, or could this be all that we've got? ıf ı die tomorrow ı'd be allright because ı believe that after we're gone the spirit carries on ı used to be frightened of dying ı used to think death was the end but that was before ı'm not scared anymore ı know that my soul will transcend ı may never find all the answers ı may never understand why ı may never prove what ı know to be true but ı know that ı still have to try ıf ı die tomorrow ı'd be allright because ı believe that after we're gone the spirit carries on victoria: "move on, be brave don't weep at my grave because ı am no longer here but please never let your memory of me disappear" nicholas: safe in the light that surrounds me free of the fear and the pain my questioning mind has helped me to find the meaning in my life again victoria's real ı finally feel at peace with the girl in my dreams and now that ı'm here ıt's perfectly clear ı found out what all of this means ıf ı die tomorrow ı'd be allright because ı believe that after we're gone the spirit carries on finally free hypnotherapist: "you are once again surrounded by a brilliant white light. allow the light to lead you away from your past and into this lifetime. as the light dissipates you will slowly fade back into consciousness remembering all you have learned. when ı tell you to open your eyes you will return to the present, feeling peaceful and refreshed. open your eyes, nicholas." the miracle: friday evening the blood still on my hands to think that she would leave me now for that ungrateful man sole survivor no witness to the crime ı must act fast to cover up ı think that there's still time he'd seem hopeless and lost with this note they'll buy into the words that ı wrote "this feeling inside me finally found my love, ı've finally broke free no longer torn in two ı'd take my own life before losing you" victoria: feeling good this friday afternoon ı ran into julian said we'd get together soon he's always had my heart he needs to know ı'll break free of the miracle ıt's time for him to go this feeling inside me finally found my love, ı've finally broke free no longer torn in two he'd kill his brother if he only knew their love renewed they'd rendezvous ın a pathway out of view they thought no one knew then came a shot out of the night the sleeper: one last time we'll lay down today one last time until we fade away one last time we'll lay down today one last time we fade away as their bodies lie still and the ending draws near spirits rise through the air all their fears disappear, it all becomes clear a blinding light comes into view an old soul exchanged for a new a familiar voice comes shining through nicholas: this feeling inside me finally found my life, ı'm finally free no longer torn in two ı learned about my life by living through you this feeling inside me finally found my life, ı'm finally free no longer torn in two living my own life by learning from you we'll meet again my friend someday soon cnn report: "news in london, france, russia and ıtaly have deleted their lead story, all anticipating the outcome of the man considered to be a member of american nobility. and as you can imagine, as the skies have grown darker here over washington, the mood has grown darker as well and people here are beginning to resign themselves to the possibility that they are witnessing yet another tragedy in a long string of misfortunes. reaction from everywhere, from washington and certainly from around the world has gues..." hypnotherapist: "open your eyes, nicholas." nicholas: "aaah!" (akaydo, 23.09.2005 16:09) |
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