six degrees of inner turbulence

• birinci cd takılır. karanlık, deneysel, gürültüsel sesler beynin iç kısımlarına girer. ki bu sesler disappearda ayyuka ulaşır. ürpermiş vücut her şeyden korkar hale gelir. herhangi bir kapı gıcırtısı bile "hassiktir! kim var orda" reflekslerine yol açar. ışıklar kapalıysa açılır ve ikinci cd'ye melül melül bakılır. "ulan birincisi böyleyse ikincisi kesin altıma işetir. naapsam, greenday falan açıp rahatlasam mı?" düşüncesi kafada dolaşır. sonunda "açarım lan! portnoy'dan korkan, petrucci gibi olsun" denir.
  
  ikinci cd takılır. yaylılar girer. "anasskim gene başlıyo" derken bir anda rahatlatıcı bir orkestra, en neşelisinden çalmaya başlar. beyin bi rahatlar. arada war inside my head falan girer ama psikoloji rahatlamıştır bi kere. tam yine birinci cd'deki ruh haline bürünülecekken cart diye ritmik, oynak bir akustik gitar sesi işitilir. evet evet bu solitary shelldir. o akışkan, o insanı kızgın kumlardan, serin sulara attıran solo devam ederken, kişi suratında aptal bir gülümsemeyle kalakalır. ve en nihayetinde losing timeın sonlarına yaklaşılmaktadır. kişinin tüyler tiken tiken olmuştur bile. "allahım o kadar mesudum ki" nidaları yükselir isteğe bağlı. bu klasik bir d.t. albümünün bitişidir.
  
  ve albüm biter. artık james ossun, jordan ossun, babamızın oğlu gibidirler. candırlar, ciğerdirler.
• orkestraya uyarlanmış hali:
  
  http://www.youtube.com/…153e08c95d&sort_field=title
  
  edit: yazmayı unuttum, tamamen arkadaşımın (şefin) orjinal orkestrasyonudur; hatta bizzat ben de çalmaktayım
• dream theater'i neden bu kadar çok sevdiğimi yıllar sonra dinleyince tekrar hatırlatan müthiş albüm. diğer tüm dt albümleri gibi, çıktığı yılın ötesinde bir sounda ve kurguya sahiptir ki güzelliği, üstünden zaman geçtikten sonra dinlendiğinde tam da çıktığı yılın önemli olaylarını, dönemin dünya atmosferini, moda ve trendlerini tamı tamına gözünüzün önüne getirebilecek potansiyele sahip olmasındadır.
  
  parça olarak ise bana göre progressive metal tarihinin mihenk taşlarındandır 42 dakikalık bu konsept şaheseri. dream theater'ın altıncı stüdyo albümünün altıncı parçasıdır ve overture ile about to crash-reprise bölümleri haricindeki bölümlerinde altı adet ruhsal^* hastalığa, altı farklı kişinin kısa hikayeleri ile göndermeler yapar. öyle ki bir nevi ruh hastalıkları el kitabı gibidir;
  
  1 - about to crash ve reprise: bipolar bozukluk
  2 - war inside my head: travma sonrası stres sendromu
  3 - the test that stumped them all: şizofreni
  4 - goodnight kiss: postpartum depresyon
  5 - solitary shell: otizm
  6 - losing time / grand finale: dissosiyatif kimlik bozukluğu
  
  çok uzun olacak ancak konseptin bozulmaması açısından sözlerinin bölüm bölüm ayrı başlıklarda değil tek bir entryde bulunması daha mantıklıdır:
  
  6. six degrees of inner turbulence
  
  [müzik: myung, petrucci, portnoy, rudess]
  
  [i. overture]
  
  [enstrümantal]
  
  [ii. about to crash]
  
  [söz: john petrucci]
  
  she can't stop pacing
  she never felt so alive
  her thoughts are racing
  set on overdrive
  
  it takes a village
  this she knows is true
  they're expecting her
  and she's got work to do
  
  he helplessly stands by
  it's meaningless to try
  as he rubs his red-rimmed eyes
  he says i've never seen her get this bad
  
  even though she seems so high
  he knows that she can't fly
  and when she falls out of the sky
  he'll be standing by
  
  she was raised in a small midwestern town
  by a charming and eccentric loving father
  she was praised as the perfect teenage girl
  and everyone thought highly of her
  
  and she tried everyday
  with endless drive
  to make the grade
  then one day
  she woke up to find
  the perfect girl
  had lost her mind
  
  once barely taking a break
  now she sleeps the days away
  she helplessly stands by
  it's meaningless to try
  all she wants to do is cry
  no one ever knew she was so sad
  
  cause even though she gets so high
  and thinks that she can fly
  she will fall out of the sky
  but in the face of misery
  she found hopefulness
  feeling better
  she had weathered
  this depression
  
  much to her advantage
  she resumed her frantic pace
  boundless power
  midnight hour
  she enjoyed the race
  
  [iii. war inside my head]
  
  [söz: mike portnoy]
  
  napalm showers
  showed the cowards
  we weren't there to mess around
  
  through heat exhaustion
  and mind distortion
  a military victory mounted on innocent ground
  
  hearing voices from miles away
  saying things never said
  seeing shadows in the light of the day
  waging a war inside my head
  
  years and years of
  bloodshed and warfare
  our mission was only to get in and kill
  
  a free vacation
  of palmtrees and shrapnel
  trading innocence for permanent psychotic hell
  
  hearing voices from miles away
  saying things never said
  seeing shadows in the light of the day
  waging a war inside my head
  
  feeling strangers staring my way
  reading minds never read
  tasting danger with each word i say
  waging a war inside my head
  
  [iv. the test that stumped them all]
  
  [söz: mike portnoy]
  
  standing in the darkness
  waiting for the light
  the smell of pure adrenaline
  burning in the night
  
  random blinding flashes
  aiming at the stage
  intro tape begins to roll
  igniting sonic rage
  
  still they keep me between these hollow walls
  hoping to find in me
  the answers to the test that stumped them all
  
  "the boy is simply crazy
  suffering from delusions
  we honestly think that maybe
  he might need an institution
  
  he lives in a world of fiction
  and really could use some help
  we have just the place to fix him
  to save him from himself"
  
  curled up in the darkness
  searching for the light
  the smell of stale sweat and shit
  streaming through the night
  
  random urine testing
  pills red, pink and blue
  counseling and therapy
  providing not a clue
  
  still they keep me between these hollow walls
  hoping to find in me
  the answers to the test that stumped them all
  
  "we can't seem to find the answers
  he seemed such a clear cut case
  we cannot just let him leave here
  and put all this work to waste
  
  why don't we try shock treatment
  it really might do some help
  we have just the tools to fix him
  to save him from himself"
  
  [v. goodnight kiss]
  
  [söz: mike portnoy]
  
  goodnight kiss in your nightgown
  lavender in your bed
  so innocent as you lie down
  sweet dreams that run through your head
  
  are you lonely without mommy's love?
  i want you to know i'd die for that moment
  you're just a poor girl
  afraid of this cruel world
  taken away from it all
  
  it's been 5 years to the day and
  my tainted blood's still the same
  i can't help acting this way and
  those bastard doctors are gonna pay
  
  i'm so lonely without baby's love
  i want you to know i'd die for one more moment
  i'm just a poor girl
  afraid of this cruel world
  taken away from it all
  
  [vi. solitary shell]
  
  [söz: john petrucci]
  
  he seemed no different from the rest
  just a healthy normal boy
  his mama always did her best
  and he was daddy's pride and joy
  
  he learned to walk and talk on time
  but never cared much to be held
  and steadily he would decline
  into his solitary shell
  
  as a boy he was considered somewhat odd
  kept to himself most of the time
  he would daydream in and out of his own world
  but in every other way he was fine
  
  he's a monday morning lunatic
  disturbed from time to time
  lost within himself
  in his solitary shell
  
  a temporary catatonic
  madman on occasion
  when will he break out
  of his solitary shell
  
  he struggled to get through his day
  he was helplessly behind
  he poured himself onto the page
  writing for hours at a time
  
  as a man he was a danger to himself
  fearful and sad most of the time
  he was drifting in and out of sanity
  but in every other way he was fine
  
  he's a monday morning lunatic
  disturbed from time to time
  lost within himself
  in his solitary shell
  
  a momentary maniac
  with casual delusions
  when will he be let out
  of his solitary shell
  
  [vii. about to crash - reprise]
  
  [söz: john petrucci]
  
  i'm alive again
  the darkness far behind me
  i'm invincible
  despair will never find me
  
  i feel strong
  i've got a new sense of elation
  boundless energy
  euphoria fixation
  
  still it's hard to just get by
  it seems so meaningless to try
  when all i want to do is cry
  who would ever know i felt so sad
  
  even though i get so high
  i know that i will never fly
  and when i fall out of the sky
  who'll be standing by
  
  will you be standing by
  
  [viii. losing time / grand finale]
  
  [söz: john petrucci]
  
  she dresses in black everyday
  she keeps her hair simple and plain
  she never wears makeup
  but no one would care if she did anyway
  
  she doesn't recall yesterday
  faces seem twisted and strange
  but she always wakes up
  only to find she'd been miles away
  
  absence of awareness
  losing time
  a lapse of perception
  losing time
  
  wanting to escape
  she had created a way to survive
  she learned to detach from herself
  a behavior that kept her alive
  
  hope in the face of our human distress
  helps us to understand the turbulence deep inside
  that takes hold of our lives
  shame and disgrace over mental unrest
  keeps us from saving those we love
  the grace within our hearts
  and the sorrow in our souls
  deception of fame
  vengeance of war
  lives torn apart
  losing oneself
  spiraling down
  feeling the walls closing in
  a journey to find
  the answers inside
  our illusive mind
• en büyük şansızlığı progressive rock tarihinin mihenk taşlarından biri sayılan scenes from a memory albümünden sonraki albüm olmasıdır ki bu yüzden çoğunlukla sadece güzel olarak nitelendirilir oysaki melodilerinden, hikayesine, tamamen kusursuz şahane bir albümdür.
• (bkz: metalcilerin yeni cikan albumleri begenmemesi)
• albümle ilgil en sevdiğim şey, albümün içine çizilmiş olan el sanırım. ilk başta bakıldığında normal bir el gibi gözüken elin aslında 6 parmağı var. işte petrucci o soloları nası atıyo öğrenmiş oluyoruz bu sayede.
• progresif metal müzik tarihine adını altın harflerle kazıması gereken ve ne yazık ki çoğu dream theater dinleyicisinin bile hakkını tam olarak veremediğini düşündüğüm toplam 7 parçadan oluşan 42 dakikalık mükemmel bir süittir.
  
  progresif rock ve metal müziğin yapı taşı en önemli özelliği olan ani değişimleri, varyasyonları ve duygu dalgalanmalarının birbirine en güzel şekilde harmanlandığı şarkılar bütünüdür.
  
  ayrıca herhangi bir yolculukta 42 dakikanınızın su gibi akıp geçmesini sağlaması gibi bonus bir özelliği de vardır.
• dream theater' in 6. albümü. kasetin 6.ncı parçası.
  
  bu parçada işlenen konu, 6 farklı zihinsel sorun yaşayan 6 insanın hikayesi. parça, overture ve bir 2. kısmın reprise' ını saymazsak 6 bölüm.
• bilgisayar başında oturup 4 saat kastıktan sonra mp3lerini indirdiğim dream theater denen grubun 2 cd den olu$an son $ahane eseri
• bence ilk kez her taddan speed trash power ya da hardcore hatta rap core bile demeden yapılmış,kafaya göre takılan insanların üretmiş olduğu ve bu şekilde de dinlenince yaran,koparan lelziz şey