Beams is the debut album by Australian electronic dance music duo The Presets, released on 12 September 2005.
All songs written and composed by Julian Hamilton and Kim Moyes, unless otherwise noted.
Allmusic called the album an "uneasy yet unforgettable combination of '80s gaudy pop flair and dark, propulsive rave beats".Pitchfork, on the other hand, gave it a low 3.7/10 rating, writing "the most frustrating thing about Beams is that Moyes and Hamilton both know better".
Even though the album didn't chart, it still managed to be certified with over 35,000 copies being sold since its release.
Marco Tempest is a Swiss magician based in New York City. He is reputed for his multimedia magic and use of interactive technology and computer graphics in his illusions and presentations. He stars in the eight part television series "The Virtual Magician". broadcasting in over 50 countries.
Marco Tempest is best known as a magician/performance artist who combines video, computer graphics and other technology of the moment with the ideas and technology of magic. His television series "The Virtual Magician" has aired in some 49 markets worldwide.
A native of Zurich, Switzerland, Tempest won numerous awards as a youngster for his use of illusion with contemporary choreography. While still in his teens, he became one of Europe's top professional magicians as part of the duo United Artists. Collaborating with Martin Cottet, Tempest presented an unusual four-hands "flash act" in showrooms and on television throughout Europe and Asia.
In 1989, Tempest began developing his own style with visual and conceptual "dance magic". His show "Key of the Imagination" incorporated a distinctive Eastern style including fans, origami, Kabuki streamers and boomerangs. Tempest was soon touring worldwide, picking up such honors as New York's World Cup of Magic and Madrid's World Championship of Magic Award.
John Richard Pilger (born 9 October 1939) is an Australian journalist and documentary maker, based in London.
Since his early years as a war correspondent in Vietnam, Pilger has been a strong critic of American and British foreign policy, which he considers to be driven by an imperialist agenda. Pilger has also criticised his native country's treatment of Indigenous Australians and the practices of the mainstream media. In the UK print media, he has had a long association with the Daily Mirror, and writes a fortnightly columnn for the New Statesman magazine.
Pilger has twice won Britain's Journalist of the Year Award, and his documentaries, screened internationally, have gained awards in Britain and worldwide, and the journalist has received several honorary doctorates.
Pilger was born and raised in Bondi, a suburb of Sydney. He attended Sydney Boys High School, where he started a student newspaper, The Messenger, and later joined a four-year journalist trainee scheme with the Australian Consolidated Press. Beginning his career in 1958 as a copy boy with the Sydney Sun, he later moved to the city's Daily Telegraph where he was a reporter, sports writer and sub-editor. He also freelanced and worked for the Sydney Sunday Telegraph, the daily paper's sister title. After moving to Europe, he was for a year a freelance correspondent in Italy.
Richie Kotzen (born February 3, 1970 in Reading, Pennsylvania) is an American guitarist, singer, and songwriter.
At a young age, Richie Kotzen was taken by music and first began playing piano at the age of five. At the age of seven he was inspired by the band KISS to learn the electric guitar. Relentlessly developing chops and his own unique voice on the guitar, he started his career in a band named Arthurs Museum. Kotzen was eventually discovered by Shrapnel Records' Mike Varney, and he recorded his first solo album by the age of 19. He created the video Rock Chops for REH video in 1989, highlighting many of his formative techniques, including using wide-intervals and fluid sweeping.
In 1991, Kotzen made his big break when he joined the rock band Poison at age 21, co-writing and performing on the album Native Tongue. This album produced two top twenty singles which Richie co-wrote, "Stand" and "Until You Suffer Some (Fire & Ice)". In late-1993, Rikki Rockett, the drummer of Poison, discovered that Kotzen was having a relationship with Rockett's ex-fiancee, Deanna Eve. Kotzen was dismissed due to this incident. In 1999 Kotzen replaced Paul Gilbert as guitarist in the mainstream rock band Mr. Big. Kotzen maintained the band's success, performing on the Mr. Big record Get Over It, which sold more than 175,000 copies in its first two weeks in Japan, eventually reaching platinum status.[citation needed] Kotzen also contributed guitars to Mr. Big's subsequent release Actual Size. The record included the Kotzen song Shine, which debuted at number one on Japanese radio charts. Following the disbanding of Mr. Big, Kotzen released the solo album Change, in 2003. The title track, and the song Get A Life were featured in TV commercials throughout Japan.
I dreamt i felt a steel knife
slide smooth across a throat
the blood that came forth
well it ended all the hope
this was the passion and this was the pain
this was a beginning and this was the end
don't tell me that it's over
Take me out of this sun
let this darkness carry on
take me out of this sun
I woke to find this whole world weary in its fight
searching for the mercy left fumbling in the night
A moments liberation when the world is done
the gentle touch of lovers and this whole things begun
so don't tell me that it's over
I dreamt i felt a steel knife slide smooth across a throat
a moments hesitation before you kill the hope
is this the passion is this the pain
is this the ending or do we start again
just don't tell me that it's over
Take me out of this sun
let this darkness carry on
take me out of this
A child is born with no state of mind
Blind to the ways of mankind
But I can't find the words that properly describes
The problems that arise
So I gotta decide to either
Keep it bottled inside or swallow my pride
But I got God on my side I'm a follow his guide
So I got down on my knees, apologized
For all the times my son looked in his fathers eyes
And saw the lies and ali
Next day to my surprise when I woke at sunrise
I saw my son rise right next to me
Put his hands on my head and said to me
In a voice best described as heavenly
The truth shall set you free
Stop letting me walk around with blindness on
I'm relying on you to teach me right from wrong
'Cause one day I'll be gone, won't be a child for long
You've found your words, now go write your song
Who, what, when, where, why?
How do I find which way to reply?
Ask me no questions I'll tell you no lies
Surprise, the truth's right in front of your eyes
Riddle me this
You see a man slitting his wrists
And he's rich
Beautiful women wanna give him a kiss
He was given a gift but it wasn't something he wished
He'd rather throw it all away for some ignorant bliss
To exist or not to exist? That's a question I try to resist
Deep like a bottomless pit
So I swallow my pride and follow my wits
My motto is this, hold your head high
You could call it a risk
But if I can't live on my feet I'll die on my knees
Sowing the seeds of the struggle
I gotta be free or better yet I gotta be me
I gotta believe that if the truth is a lie
Then knowledge is key
So yo, gimme the question and let me dissect it
My questions are deeper than my jealousy's best diss
An eye for an eye leaves everyone blind
I gotta find what I seek or I'll never respond
Who, what, when, where, why?
How do I find which way to reply?
Ask me no questions I'll tell you no lies
Surprise, the truth's right in front of your eyes
We've been lied to, we got reparations due
While you're at it, where's our 40 acres too?
Save the mule? In fact you can save the bull
Why should we believe anything you say is true?
Been waiting too long man, them days are through
We no longer cater to red, white & blue
I posed those same questions to you-know-who
He said, “Ask not what your country can do for you”
I said well when exactly you gonna do for us too
And where will we be when it finally comes through
Forget it, I don't know why I'm asking you
You stole our ballots too we know how you do
The proud and few, we never ever doubted you
Until we found out how your accountants
Grew fat from laying us flat, taking the rap obeying your crap
Seeing the real reason that we're breaking our backs
And yo, we wanna know why the leaders are gone
People can die, corporations treat us as pawns
You can see that it's wrong but you let them lead us along
They're the same corporations that you need to be strong
And I know that it's a game, truth is I shoulder the blame
I'm just another con artist making a claim
I know I need more than my words working for change
It makes me frustrated that I'm seeking personal gain but tell me
Who, what, when, where, why?
How do I find which way to reply?
Ask me no questions I'll tell you no lies