Tool

HISTORIA

Tool es una banda contemporánea de metal de Estados Unidos cuya música se basa fuertemente en los sonidos del metal alternativo y el rock alternativo, con algunos tintes de metal progresivo (la banda cita como influencia al sonido de King Crimson[1] ). Formada en 1990 en Los Angeles, California, cuando Danny Carey (batería) se unió a su vecino Maynard James Keenan (voz), Adam Jones (guitarra) y Paul D'Amour (bajo) para ensayar. Desde ese momento Tool ha sido conocida como una banda algo oscura, con un sonido apreciado por su complejidad. Además, Tool se caracteriza por sus canciones largas, generalmente de más de seis minutos, temas cortos y completamente instrumentales ("Eon Blue Apocalypse") y el contenido de sus letras, que tratan temas que van desde el abuso sexual (“Prison Sex”), la religión (“Sober”), la trascendencia (“Lateralus”) y la comunicación (“Schism”), así como por sus complejos cambios de ritmos y la voz de Maynard James Keenan. Tool se ganó la admiración de la crítica con su disco más destacado: Ænima. Además, los integrantes de Tool rara vez conceden entrevistas y solo aparecieron en dos de sus siete vídeos: en “Hush” y brevemente en el video de “Sober”.


DISCOGRAFIA

Tool se forma a fines de la década de los 80's en Los Angeles. Llamaron la atención de la escena del metal alternativo con su primer EP, Opiate (1992) y su primer LP Undertow (1993) y por las curiosas historias que giraban alrededor de la banda, como la de la “lacrimología” (ver etimología de Tool) y por sus polémicos videos “Prison Sex” y “Hush”. En 1995 D’Amour dejó la banda, siendo reemplazado por Justin Chancellor. Tool gana aun más popularidad con Ænima (1996), que contiene la canción "Ænema", que les haría ganar un premio Grammy; pero vuelve a tener problemas con sus videos, en este caso por el de “Stinkfist”. Keenan, cantante de Tool, funda una banda paralela: A Perfect Circle. Luego de alejar los rumores que hablaban de una posible separación con el box set de rarezas, versiones y temas en vivo Salival (2000); Tool, ya famosa en todo el mundo, graba su tercer disco de estudio: Lateralus (2002) que le da su segundo premio Grammy por la canción “Schism”. Luego de editar unos DVDs, la banda lanzó en 2006 10,000 Days, iniciando una gira por Europa, EE. UU., Japón y Australia.

VIDEOLOGIA

Sober



Prison Sex



Stinkfist



Ænema



Schism



Parabola



We barely remember, who or what came before this precious moment.
We are choosing to be here, right now. Hold on, stay inside...
This holy reality, this holy experience. Choosing to be here in...

This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion.

Alive, I

In this holy reality, in this holy experience. Choosing to be here in...

This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion.

Twirling 'round with this familiar parabol.
Spinning, weaving 'round each new experience.
Recognize this as a holy gift and celebrate this
chance to be alive and breathing,
a chance to be alive and breathing.

This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality.
Embrace this moment. Remember; we are eternal,
all this pain is an illusion.



Lateralus



black then white are all i see in my infancy.
red & yellow then came to be, reaching out to me,
lets me see.
as below, so above & beyond, i imagine.
drawn beyond the lines of reason.
push the envelope. watch it bend.

over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
withering my intuition, missing opportunities & i must
feed my will to feel my moment drawing way outside the lines.

black then white are all i see in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me,
lets me see there is so much more &
beckons me to look through to these infinite possibilities.
as below, so above and beyond, i imagine.
drawn outside the lines of reason.
push the envelope. watch it bend.

over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
withering my intuition leaving opportunities behind.
feed my will to feel this moment, urging me to cross the line.
reaching out to embrace the random.
reaching out to embrace whatever may come.

i embrace my desire to,
i embrace my desire to,
feel the rhythm, to feel connected enough to step aside & weep like a widow
to feel inspired, to fathom the power, to witness the beauty,
to bathe in the fountain,
to swing on the spiral,
to swing on the spiral,
to swing on the spiral of our divinity & still be a human.

with my feet upon the ground i move myself between the sounds & open wide to suck it in.
i feel it move across my skin.
i'm reaching up & reaching out.
i'm reaching for the random or what ever will bewilder me.
what ever will bewilder me.
& following our will & wind we may just go where no one's been.
we'll ride the spiral to the end & may just go where no one's been.
spiral out. keep going.
spiral out. keep going.
spiral out. keep going.
spiral out. keep going.



Vicarious



Eye on the the TV
'Cause tragedy thrills me
Whatever flavor it happens to be, like...
"Killed by the husband"
"Drowned by the ocean"
"Shot by his own son"
"She used a poison
in his tea...kissed him goodbye"
That's my kind of story
It's no fun 'til someone dies

Don't look at me like
I am a monster
Frown out your one face
But with the other
Stare like a junkie
Into the TV
Stare like a zombie
While the mother holds her child
Watches them die
Hands to the sky crying,
"Why, oh why?"

Cause I need to watch things die... from a distance
Vicariously I live while the whole world dies
YOU ALL NEED IT TOO, DON'T LIE

Why can't we just admit it?
Why can't we just admit it?
We won't give pause until the blood is flowing
Neither the brave nor bold
Will write as the story's told
We won't give pause until the blood is flowing

I need to watch things die... from a good safe distance
Vicariously I live while the whole world dies
You all feel the same, so...

Why can't we just admit it?

Blood like rain come down
Drown my grave and ground

Part vampire
Part warrior
Carnivore and Voyeur
Stare at the transmittal
Sing to the death rattle

La, la, la, la, la, la-la-lie (x4)

Credulous at best
Your desire to believe in
Angels in the hearts of men
Pull your head on out, your head please
, and give a listen
Shouldn't have to say it all again

The universe is hostile, so impersonal
Devour to survive... so it is, so it's always been

We all feed on tragedy
It's like blood to a vampire

Vicariously I live while the whole world dies
Much better you than I



Jambi



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