Brendon in São Paulo.

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interview.

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Lyrics.

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Defiance

Defiance

There was a hold-up when we found the bridge
Of a place we’d never been
Defiance
And ever since I was a kid
They said just stay away from there
Boy don’t you ever live
In defiance
Defiance, yeah

And from the outside looking in
I sure do make an easy target
It’s nice to think that you are always wanted
And I’m not afraid to laugh
And I don’t mind taking a photograph
Cause you don’t ask for my autograph
In defiance
Defiance

Yet she said it was rusted [lead]
Their love could never live again
But they found a way to make it stay
In defiance she asked
In defiance, she asked
"Why can’t we just be friends?"
This kind of thing always happens
I fell in love again
With defiance and defiance
And defiance, yeah

Defiance
Defiance
Defiance

Take a vacation

Take a Vacation

I need to take a vacation
Give me some Saturday time
Why aren’t you here
I want a big celebration
At night we can head back to town
And I hope you’re all there

Leave the waves in the ocean
Keep it all in the picture
And leave the cold where we came from
Our loneliness will keep us warm
We’re going going going very far

I need to take a vacation
Give me some Saturday time
And why aren’t you here
I want a big celebration
At night we can head back to town
And I hope you’re all there

Leave the past out to pasture
And take the days as they come
And leave the sand in the suitcase
Just so we don’t forget the fun
We’re going going going very far
We’re going going going very far

And I need to take a vacation
Give me some Saturday time
And why aren’t you here
I want a big celebration
At night we can head back to town

And I hope you’re all there
And I hope you’re all there
And I hope you’re all there

Change

Change

She was acting pretty, thought she owned the city
Someone should have told her that pretty ain't a job
And now she begs for money, no one calls her honey
As she bothers shoppers in the parking lot

Gets her karma with a catch
Forgets superstition by wearing it backwards
Lives under ladders and sleeps with black cats

Some people never change
They just stay the same way

I swear this like a sailor, love is not a favor
I find it’s just a concept that we live inside
And if you can agree with me and Mr. Twain
In matters of opinion our rivals are insane

Forgets superstition by wearing it backwards
Lives under ladders and sleeps with black cats

Some people never change
They just stay the same way

Some people never change
They just stay the same way

Some people never change
They just stay the same way

Change change change
Change change change
Change change change
Change change change

Dangerous blues

Dangerous Blues

All I do is lie
By the ocean side
Why do the clouds all turn grays for you
I’ve never been such a beautiful blues

Step outside your door
And go down to the shore
Why do your eyes feel like shells in the dune
And what makes the clouds run away from us two
I’ve never [proved/???] such a beautiful blues

Even the tide gets high at night
And even the truth is wrong sometimes

All I want to do is dig a hole with you
We are not strangers to the undertow
We won’t decide which way to go
But we will never leave
You’re all that’s left for me
This is [a/our] home, we just don’t have a door
Euphoria is at risk on the floor
The words keep on crawling on under the rug
Who knew that love was a dangerous drug?

Even the tide gets high at night
And even the truth is wrong sometimes
Sometimes

You knew that love was a beautiful blues
Who knew that love was a dangerous drug?
Now I know love is a beautiful drug
I know now drugs are a dangerous love
I know now love is a dangerous blues
(Life is unfair)

Everyone but you

Everyone But You

A part of you left the room
I am left talkin' to the apple
She comes to me when I dream
I’m tired of counting sheep to see her
I sleep because I need her
And everybody knows it but you

A wedding ring is just a thing
That weighs you down and occupies your finger
I know it sounds a little down
But love is all I’m really after

She comes to me when I dream
I’m tired of counting sheep to see her
I sleep because I need her
And everybody knows it but you, but you
Everybody knows it but you

I hope you're all listening
I’m pouring out my heart for paper
A part of me still believes
That love is all I’m really after

She comes to me when I dream
I’m tired of counting sheep to see her
I sleep because I need her
And everybody knows it but you, but you
Everybody knows it but you

Everyone but you knows
Everyone but you
Everyone but you knows
Everyone but you

The other girl

The Other Girl

Don’t wait around for love
You’re not what he’s thinking of
When he’s with the other girl

Don’t bother waiting up cause he,
He’s not where he’s supposed to be
When he’s with the other girl
When he’s with the other girl

You, you were right
I was wrong
Like I always am
And you always are

You were right
And I was wrong
Like I always am
And you always are

Don’t have much to say right now
Cause I’m trying to figure out
Why he’s with the other girl

Life is not a fairy tale
They will send him straight to jail
Where he’ll die and go to hell
With the other girl
With the other girl

You, you were right
I was wrong
Like I always am
And you always are

You were right
I was wrong
Like I always am
And you always are

You, you were right
I was wrong
Like I always am
And you always are

You were right
I was wrong
Like I always am
And you always are

Cape town

Cape Town

Took you in the vineyard
A couple hours after I met you
I didn’t need my passport
Said I’d let you keep it forever

I hardly knew a thing about you
I got lost in Cape Town
In Cape Town

I saw you, I met you, I loved you, I left you
In Cape Town

Woke me in the morning
Asked me if I meant it (I didn’t)
Asked to be her husband
She already had one (In prison)

I hardly knew a thing about you
I got lost in Cape Town
In Cape Town

I saw you, I met you, I loved you, I left you
In Cape Town
In Cape Town

Ran a lot of paper
Lost it all in [part two]
When I was in Asia, I forgot how to call you
Went out to a graveyard to bum a couple flowers
To give to you
When I got back to Cape Town
To Cape Town

Maybe I will, Maybe I won't

Maybe I Will, Maybe I Won’t

Maybe I will, maybe I won’t

I don't wanna find my home
I just wonder what happened to it
My [hamlet's/hands/???] all caught in stones
Who stole all my bones?
All my [beloved/divided/belying cones]

[All out Joe] what do I know what do I know
Doesn’t it show, people get old
Where do they go?

Maybe I will, maybe I won’t

Seven days over the sea shells
Sung so many, he means well
You come visit me
Find me by the sea
Swim around in dreams
Stay afloat
Maybe he will, maybe he won’t
Doesn’t it show, people get old
Where do they go?

Maybe I will, maybe I won’t
Maybe I will, maybe I won’t

The weather is impeccable
We’re riding to a festival
When suddenly it’s gray
Do not be afraid
For the wind it doesn’t stay
It blows and goes away
It blows and goes but never shows its face

Doesn’t it show, people get old
Where do they go?
What do I know
Maybe I will, maybe I won’t

Maybe I will, maybe I won’t (maybe I will, maybe I won’t)
Maybe I will, maybe I won’t (maybe I will, maybe I won’t)
Maybe I will, maybe I won’t (maybe I will, maybe I won’t)

Die tonight

Young Veins (Die Tonight)

Is young a word for dumb
A word for fun
We have the time of our lives every night
Like it’s our job to lose our minds every night

But if I were to die tonight
Would you cry or deny my place in your life
I’m aware that you’re scared of my heart
But it’s here

Is young a word for dumb
A word for fun
We have the time of our lives every night
Like it’s our job to lose our minds every night

It’s the same
Go to sleep with our blame
And the shame is enough to separate us
But we can’t help ourselves
We’re in love
And it really hurts when it’s wrong

Is young a word for dumb
A word for fun
We have the time of our lives every night
Like it’s our job to lose our minds
And it’s every night
We have the time
Like it’s our job
To lose our minds
Every night

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Ещё одно интервью

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Наверное, его как-то можно послушать, но я его скачиваю здесь,13 Мб.

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+ 1 bonus.

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Is it true

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TYV

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Interview
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More tweets. \o/

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Interview.

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The Young Veins, a start-up rock and roll band that's just released their first album and is heading out on a long nationwide tour of small clubs. In front is Ryan Ross, 23, guitar and vocals. Left to right: Jon Walker, 24, guitar/vocals; Nick White, 28, keyboard; Andy Soukal, 24, bass/vocals; and Nick Murray, 25, drums. (Don Bartletti / Los Angeles Times / June 9, 2010)

Last July, Ryan Ross made a seemingly misguided decision -- at least to those harboring teen dreams of rock mega-stardom.

His Las Vegas-based rock quartet Panic! at the Disco had finished a round of touring arenas to support its ambitious and critically lauded second album, "Pretty. Odd," which followed its 2005 genre-defining, platinum-selling emo breakthrough, "A Fever You Can't Sweat Out." Ross penned most of that band's material, including the radio staple "I Write Sins, Not Tragedies," with a memorably profane depiction of a cheating bride.

But Ross, at 22, was unhappy. His songwriting had veered in a more modish, vintage pop direction, and the band's rehearsals felt forced and uncomfortable. So he and bandmate Jon Walker abruptly quit Panic to start a new project, the Young Veins, inspired by '60s British Invasion and California pop like the Zombies and Love.

In 2008, Panic headlined the Staples Center. Last month, the Young Veins played the creaky, perilous loft of Origami Vinyl in Echo Park to a capacity crowd of about 50.

"In Panic, we were playing the biggest shows a band could possibly play, but we weren't having any fun," Ross said. "I couldn't understand why it felt like such a chore. I'd be lying if I said that I didn't worry about [my career] today. But onstage, I'm having way more fun now."

For frontman Ross, Walker and the other Young Veins -- bassist Andy Soukal, drummer Nick Murray and keyboardist Nick White -- "fun" is the welcome but fraught new operating principle for their debut album, "Take a Vacation!"

Some of Ross' old fans, used to Panic's rhapsodic dissections of romantic failings, might find it a touch disingenuous, especially as Southern California bands such as Wavves and Best Coast have already capitalized on similarly beachy vibes.

But after vaulting to fame as a teenager in a beloved-and-derided band that could afford a team of onstage stilt-walkers, Ross and Walker earned a holiday to reinvent themselves as songwriters.

Over lunch at the Standard Hotel in West Hollywood, Ross still cuts a figure worthy of the arena-filling life. At 4 in the afternoon, he's dressed in a dashingly skinny black suit and paisley tie. A sandwich goes largely untouched; a bloody mary and vodka tonic vanish more quickly.

But everything else in his life, both personally and creatively, has changed radically. Ross moved to Los Angeles two years ago, and after a stint couch-surfing in Topanga Canyon, this year he bought a hilltop home in Echo Park and became a gadfly among the neighborhood's young musician and bar-goer coterie.

He admits that the transition from playing basketball arenas in ascots and elaborate eye makeup to impromptu jams at Echo Park's hipster house parties felt disorienting at first, especially when new friends asked about his musical past. But Ross feels more at home in L.A.'s eastern climes than anywhere he's lived yet.

"Vegas was so creepy," he said of his adolescent hometown. "It's inspiring to live in Echo Park and see people you know at the coffee shop and meet players who push you."

The scuffed mod-pop of Young Veins shows how far Ross has pulled away from Panic's computer-addled grandiosity. To Ross, the hormonal first Panic album "feels so foreign it's like a time capsule," he said. "I'm not embarrassed by it, but I can't believe I wrote it."

Ross and Walker recorded "Vacation" live with Alex Greenwald, frontman of Phantom Planet, and Rob Mathes, who produced Panic's second album but is better known for working with older artists such as Rod Stewart and Carly Simon. After leaving Panic, a band signed off of MySpace demos and made deliriously famous in a matter of months, Ross and Walker had to learn the gritty business of writing again.

"Panic made us feel like we could conquer the world, but we only really had one album as a band," Walker said. "For Ryan and I, all we ever wanted to do was write good songs."

Their new songs feel strikingly handmade. The guitars chime and jangle a bit off the metronome; drums get by on a single room microphone, and every sonic corner is full of sweet-tempered and unedited vocal harmonies. A crackling organ drives the head-bopping title track, and "Maybe I Will, Maybe I Won't" could skip along the Thames with the Kinks.

As a singer, Ross nails an inviting cross section of California earnestness and Anglophile melodic wit.

"Kids today don't give a care about the Beatles being some kind of holy church where you can't touch the pews," producer Mathes said. "It was never a calculated thing for them, and Ryan and Jon are fantastically intelligent songwriters that just happen to love the '60s."

"Vacation" is a melodically rich mash note to Ross' favorite era in music, but his very modern cynicism still occasionally drips into the Veins' lyrics. On the chipper "Young Veins (Die Tonight)," Ross lances both his own youth and his time on the rock god carousel: "Is 'young' a word for dumb, a word for fun? / We have the time of our lives, every night, like it's our job to lose our minds."

"This record is an answer to not being happy," Phantom Planet's Greenwald said. "Ryan's yearning and restless, and that image of the beach is where he strives to be."

The Young Veins are a new installment in a long story of musicians who come to L.A. to reimagine themselves. It's not often that a millions-selling songwriter feels humbled at 23. But starting a band in Los Angeles will do that to you.

"As a teenager, I thought I knew everything about music," Ross said. "The older I get the more I realize I know less and less. But it makes me want to get better."

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Tweets \o/

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Spencer's twitter.

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Закрытая запись, не предназначенная для публичного просмотра

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Brendon's twitter.

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Spencer's twitter.

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Brendon did "backing vocals, drumming, additional guitars, bass, and keyboards"

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Listen here.
Download here.

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Change [music video]

[kukolnica]

прямая ссылка

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Bonus Tracks.

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Nothing Matters But You
Funnel Of Love
Security
When You Walk In The Room
Все трэки являются каверами.
скачать zip-file

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A tiny piece of news. Or smth.

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\o/

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Grammy 2008

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I met Brendon Urie.

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Today, me and my friend Kim went to the mall which is what we usually do even when we have no money to spend there. So we we walked around for a bit then we were heading out towards where the Cheesecake Factory was and I thought I saw a guy who looked like Brendon Urie. I wasn't really sure so I didn't do anything about it. Then a bit later I saw him walking and he was on his phone chatting, I recognized his voice. I decided I'd go and talk to him. I waited for him to finish his conversation, I didn't want to be rude and interrupt. So finally I asked him if he was who I thought. He confirmed and then we chatted a bit. And I got a picture with him. ahaha. He's a rad dude. I wish I looked better in the pic, but whatever.

Link

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[MariJainUrie]

Ааааааааа смотрите какой он милашка

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