(Don't) Close Your Eyes, (Don't) Believe In Lies...
Music can blow up your mind...in many ways, by many sounds! Here we show what kind of sounds have been blowing our minds.
sexta-feira, 29 de junho de 2012
y#299
"Do not weep, maiden, for war is kind,
Because your lover threw wild hands toward the sky
And the affrighted steed ran on alone,
Do not weep.
War is kind.
Hoarse, booming drums of the regiment,
Little souls who thirst for fight,
These men were born to drill and die.
The unexplained glory flies above them.
Great is the battle-god, great, and his kingdom--
A field where a thousand corpses lie.
Do not weep, babe, for war is kind.
Because your father tumbles in the yellow trenches,
Raged at his breast, gulped and died,
Do not weep.
War is kind.
Swift blazing flag of the regiment,
Eagle with crest of red and gold,
These men were born to drill and die.
Point for them the virtue of slaughter,
Make plain to them the excellence of killing
And a field where a thousand corpses lie.
Mother whose heart hung humble as a button
On the bright splendid shroud of your son,
Do not weep.
War is kind!"
by Stephen Crane (1899)
Because your lover threw wild hands toward the sky
And the affrighted steed ran on alone,
Do not weep.
War is kind.
Hoarse, booming drums of the regiment,
Little souls who thirst for fight,
These men were born to drill and die.
The unexplained glory flies above them.
Great is the battle-god, great, and his kingdom--
A field where a thousand corpses lie.
Do not weep, babe, for war is kind.
Because your father tumbles in the yellow trenches,
Raged at his breast, gulped and died,
Do not weep.
War is kind.
Swift blazing flag of the regiment,
Eagle with crest of red and gold,
These men were born to drill and die.
Point for them the virtue of slaughter,
Make plain to them the excellence of killing
And a field where a thousand corpses lie.
Mother whose heart hung humble as a button
On the bright splendid shroud of your son,
Do not weep.
War is kind!"
by Stephen Crane (1899)
quinta-feira, 28 de junho de 2012
y#296
"I never felt so safe
A line I once told her
Warm resting place
Her arm on my shoulder
You are the rock
You are the rake
You are the one when I watch myself"
A line I once told her
Warm resting place
Her arm on my shoulder
You are the rock
You are the rake
You are the one when I watch myself"
y#295
"Two of us wearing raincoats
Standing solo
In the sun
You and me chasing paper
Getting nowhere
On our way back home
We're on our way home
We're on our way home
We're going home"
Standing solo
In the sun
You and me chasing paper
Getting nowhere
On our way back home
We're on our way home
We're on our way home
We're going home"
quarta-feira, 27 de junho de 2012
y#294
"But I will hold on hope,
And I won't let you choke,
On the noose around your neck,
And I'll find strength in pain,
And I will change my ways,
I'll know my name as it's called again."
And I won't let you choke,
On the noose around your neck,
And I'll find strength in pain,
And I will change my ways,
I'll know my name as it's called again."
y#293
"Oh wonderful one why are you like that?
Glow in the darkness, that's how we do it
Just like the stars upon your ceiling that
Put you to sleep after"
Glow in the darkness, that's how we do it
Just like the stars upon your ceiling that
Put you to sleep after"
terça-feira, 26 de junho de 2012
F#385
One day laser beams will cure my sight
Negative five, that's pretty much blind,
I wanna see things, you know
Stare so deep into the laptop light
Sip your coffee and stare,
Like you got something to say
But you can't say it cause it just 'aint there anymore
The black premonition flexed in his mind
Conversed with absolute time,
And space
And time and space,
And time and space,
And nothing really matters anymore
You can't say, don't ever say it
It's not tangible, it's not even relevant
A warm hand, a short skirt
A soft blanket, a trusty appliance
A fifty-seven in mathematics and science
An oxygen mask
They stick it and they never come back
Never come back anymore
Are you with me
Or am I wrong?
The silly old songs
Do they mean anything or am I just wrong
Am I just wrong
Am I just wrong
How did I ever get so god damn dumb
A foreign lick from a familiar tongue
It's not one you love, but it's familiar enough
Mouthful of teeth chewed up and spit on the ground
When I speak, I'm all words, just wide naked sound
Carelessly rendered and scattered around
Random, animal
Clumsily stitched together
Forever alien and forever altered
Floating in absolute time and space
And time and space
And time and space and nothing really matters anymore
by Wintersleep
Negative five, that's pretty much blind,
I wanna see things, you know
Stare so deep into the laptop light
Sip your coffee and stare,
Like you got something to say
But you can't say it cause it just 'aint there anymore
The black premonition flexed in his mind
Conversed with absolute time,
And space
And time and space,
And time and space,
And nothing really matters anymore
You can't say, don't ever say it
It's not tangible, it's not even relevant
A warm hand, a short skirt
A soft blanket, a trusty appliance
A fifty-seven in mathematics and science
An oxygen mask
They stick it and they never come back
Never come back anymore
Are you with me
Or am I wrong?
The silly old songs
Do they mean anything or am I just wrong
Am I just wrong
Am I just wrong
How did I ever get so god damn dumb
A foreign lick from a familiar tongue
It's not one you love, but it's familiar enough
Mouthful of teeth chewed up and spit on the ground
When I speak, I'm all words, just wide naked sound
Carelessly rendered and scattered around
Random, animal
Clumsily stitched together
Forever alien and forever altered
Floating in absolute time and space
And time and space
And time and space and nothing really matters anymore
by Wintersleep
quinta-feira, 21 de junho de 2012
quarta-feira, 20 de junho de 2012
y#287
"There's a magic inside
Just waiting to burst out
The world is a goldmine
That will melt tomorrow
Living for, living for a thrill
Just waiting
Just waiting"
Just waiting to burst out
The world is a goldmine
That will melt tomorrow
Living for, living for a thrill
Just waiting
Just waiting"
y#286
"Mediocre spark, surprise me, let me know you're still around
mediocre love, mean something, mean something"
mediocre love, mean something, mean something"
terça-feira, 19 de junho de 2012
F#383
"...and I make her prove her love for me, I take all that I can take
And I push her to the limit to see if she will break..."
And I push her to the limit to see if she will break..."
F#382
Life is a constant strugle...when ur not struggling with others, inner struggle suddenly appears....
F#380
We didn't need a story, we didn't need a real world
We just had to keep walking
And we became the stories, we became the places
We were the lights, the deserts, the faraway worlds
We were you before you even existed
I carry on, carry on, carry on
And after us the flood
Carry on, carry on
Our silver horns it leads the way
Banners of gold
Shine
In the cold, in the cold, in the cold
Foot prints of snow
Blind from the road
Hail!
We carry on, carry on
Follow us, we are one
The battle's fought, the deed is done
Our silver hum runs deep and strong
Hand to the heart, lips to the horn
Hand on my breast, I'll keep you warm
Hail!
We just had to keep walking
And we became the stories, we became the places
We were the lights, the deserts, the faraway worlds
We were you before you even existed
I carry on, carry on, carry on
And after us the flood
Carry on, carry on
Our silver horns it leads the way
Banners of gold
Shine
In the cold, in the cold, in the cold
Foot prints of snow
Blind from the road
Hail!
We carry on, carry on
Follow us, we are one
The battle's fought, the deed is done
Our silver hum runs deep and strong
Hand to the heart, lips to the horn
Hand on my breast, I'll keep you warm
Hail!
domingo, 17 de junho de 2012
y#284
"Three longboarders flex down a winding mountain face in the cold of the night, equipped with nothing but a couple headlamps to tear through the darkness. As they battle their way through each turn, they fall deeper into an un-explored realm of stoke."
sexta-feira, 15 de junho de 2012
y#281
"Can you teach me how to fight?
Show me what it's like... to give that pain
Show me how to fight... throw him down"
Show me what it's like... to give that pain
Show me how to fight... throw him down"
quinta-feira, 14 de junho de 2012
y#280
"Why would you live anywhere else?
Why would you live anywhere else?
We've got the ocean, got the babes
Got the sun, we've got the waves
This is the only place for me"
Why would you live anywhere else?
We've got the ocean, got the babes
Got the sun, we've got the waves
This is the only place for me"
F#377
Somethin' filled up
my heart with nothin',
someone told me not to cry.
But now that I'm older,
my heart's colder,
and I can see that it's a lie.
Children wake up,
hold your mistake up,
before they turn the summer into dust.
If the children don't grow up,
our bodies get bigger but our hearts get torn up.
We're just a million little gods causin' rain storms turnin' every good thing to
rust.
I guess we'll just have to adjust.
quarta-feira, 13 de junho de 2012
y#278
"Let the inner lamp grow brighter and brighter. Let the old leaves wither away. Lets the clouds subside. Let the great light prevail. Let the divine force rejoice in thee."
~Paramahamsa Satyananda Saraswati
~Paramahamsa Satyananda Saraswati
terça-feira, 12 de junho de 2012
segunda-feira, 11 de junho de 2012
quinta-feira, 7 de junho de 2012
y#275
"...Where's the truth? What's the use?
I'm hanging around lost and found
And when you're here, innocent
Fat chance, no plan
No regard for human life
Keep trying, you're not right
You're fast to lose, you will lose
You jumped the queue, go back again
President for life, lord of all
The flies in the sky, the beasts of the earth
The fish in the sea, you've lost command"
I'm hanging around lost and found
And when you're here, innocent
Fat chance, no plan
No regard for human life
Keep trying, you're not right
You're fast to lose, you will lose
You jumped the queue, go back again
President for life, lord of all
The flies in the sky, the beasts of the earth
The fish in the sea, you've lost command"
quarta-feira, 6 de junho de 2012
terça-feira, 5 de junho de 2012
segunda-feira, 4 de junho de 2012
F#365
"I was never faithful
And I was never one to trust
Borderlining schizo
And guaranteed to cause a fuss
I was never loyal
Except to my own pleasure zone
I'm forever black-eyed
A product of a broken home
I was never faithful
And I was never one to trust
Borderline bipolar
Forever biting on your nuts
I was never grateful
That's why I spend my days alone
I'm forever black-eyed
A product of a broken home
And I was never one to trust
Borderlining schizo
And guaranteed to cause a fuss
I was never loyal
Except to my own pleasure zone
I'm forever black-eyed
A product of a broken home
I was never faithful
And I was never one to trust
Borderline bipolar
Forever biting on your nuts
I was never grateful
That's why I spend my days alone
I'm forever black-eyed
A product of a broken home
domingo, 3 de junho de 2012
F#361
Jilted loverSleeping in the unrestHow do weSurvive to make amends?Fight the liesVoices in my headMultiplyI am such a mess
y#271
"We're getting away with it all messed up
Getting away with it all messed up
That's the living"
Getting away with it all messed up
That's the living"
sábado, 2 de junho de 2012
y#269
"I'd rather hold one note for an hour and modulate it so that it means something than play 3,000 notes in 15 seconds." Brian Eno
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