with tired eyes
and tired minds.....we kept going!
Music can blow up your mind...in many ways, by many sounds! Here we show what kind of sounds have been blowing our minds.
segunda-feira, 30 de junho de 2014
sexta-feira, 27 de junho de 2014
quarta-feira, 25 de junho de 2014
F#878
"E-Bow The Letter"
Look up, what do you see?
all of you and all of me
florescent and starry
some of them, they surprise
the bus ride, I went to write this, 4:00 a.m.
this letter
fields of poppies, little pearls
all the boys and all the girls sweet-toothed
each and every one a little scary
I said your name
I wore it like a badge of teenage film stars
hash bars, cherry mash and tinfoil tiaras
dreaming of Maria Callas
whoever she is
this fame thing, I don't get it
I wrap my hand in plastic to try to look through it
Maybelline eyes and girl-as-boy moves
I can take you far
this star thing, I don't get it
I'll take you over, there
I'll take you over, there
aluminum, tastes like fear
adrenaline, it pulls us near
I'll take you over
it tastes like fear, there
I'll take you over
will you live to 83?
will you ever welcome me?
will you show me something that nobody else has seen?
smoke it, drink
here comes the flood
anything to thin the blood
these corrosives do their magic slowly and sweet
phone, eat it, drink
just another chink
cuts and dents, they catch the light
aluminum, the weakest link
I don't want to disappoint you
I'm not here to anoint you
I would lick your feet
but is that the sickest move?
I wear my own crown and sadness and sorrow
and who'd have thought tomorrow could be so strange?
my loss, and here we go again
I'll take you over, there
I'll take you over, there
aluminum, tastes like fear
adrenaline, it pulls us near
I'll take you over
it tastes like fear, there
I'll take you over
look up, what do you see?
all of you and all of me
florescent and starry
some of them, they surprise
I can't look it in the eyes
seconal, Spanish fly, absinthe, kerosene
cherry-flavored neck and collar
I can smell the sorrow on your breath
the sweat, the victory and sorrow
the smell of fear, I got it
I'll take you over, there
I'll take you over, there
aluminum, tastes like fear
adrenaline, it pulls us near
I'll take you over
it tastes like fear, there
I'll take you over
pulls us near
tastes like fear...
nearer, nearer
over, over, over, over
yeah, look over
I'll take you there, oh, yeah
I'll take you there
oh, over
I'll take you there
over, let me
I'll take you there...
there, there, baby, yeah
all of you and all of me
florescent and starry
some of them, they surprise
the bus ride, I went to write this, 4:00 a.m.
this letter
fields of poppies, little pearls
all the boys and all the girls sweet-toothed
each and every one a little scary
I said your name
I wore it like a badge of teenage film stars
hash bars, cherry mash and tinfoil tiaras
dreaming of Maria Callas
whoever she is
this fame thing, I don't get it
I wrap my hand in plastic to try to look through it
Maybelline eyes and girl-as-boy moves
I can take you far
this star thing, I don't get it
I'll take you over, there
I'll take you over, there
aluminum, tastes like fear
adrenaline, it pulls us near
I'll take you over
it tastes like fear, there
I'll take you over
will you live to 83?
will you ever welcome me?
will you show me something that nobody else has seen?
smoke it, drink
here comes the flood
anything to thin the blood
these corrosives do their magic slowly and sweet
phone, eat it, drink
just another chink
cuts and dents, they catch the light
aluminum, the weakest link
I don't want to disappoint you
I'm not here to anoint you
I would lick your feet
but is that the sickest move?
I wear my own crown and sadness and sorrow
and who'd have thought tomorrow could be so strange?
my loss, and here we go again
I'll take you over, there
I'll take you over, there
aluminum, tastes like fear
adrenaline, it pulls us near
I'll take you over
it tastes like fear, there
I'll take you over
look up, what do you see?
all of you and all of me
florescent and starry
some of them, they surprise
I can't look it in the eyes
seconal, Spanish fly, absinthe, kerosene
cherry-flavored neck and collar
I can smell the sorrow on your breath
the sweat, the victory and sorrow
the smell of fear, I got it
I'll take you over, there
I'll take you over, there
aluminum, tastes like fear
adrenaline, it pulls us near
I'll take you over
it tastes like fear, there
I'll take you over
pulls us near
tastes like fear...
nearer, nearer
over, over, over, over
yeah, look over
I'll take you there, oh, yeah
I'll take you there
oh, over
I'll take you there
over, let me
I'll take you there...
there, there, baby, yeah
terça-feira, 24 de junho de 2014
domingo, 22 de junho de 2014
quinta-feira, 19 de junho de 2014
F#876
Listening to the brain is tricky. Measuring it talking is completely subjective...
Is all we know about it, all we want to know, or all "he" wants us to know???
In the meanwhile....
take a walk with me!
quarta-feira, 18 de junho de 2014
segunda-feira, 16 de junho de 2014
sexta-feira, 13 de junho de 2014
y#734
"This is a song about somebody else
So don't worry yourself, worry yourself
Devil's right there, right there in the details
And you don't wanna hurt yourself, hurt yourself..."
So don't worry yourself, worry yourself
Devil's right there, right there in the details
And you don't wanna hurt yourself, hurt yourself..."
terça-feira, 10 de junho de 2014
sexta-feira, 6 de junho de 2014
y#733
"When I first heard Nils' new album 'Screws' I instantly fell in love with it - not only because of the music, but also because of it's backstory. Listening to 'Re' planted a story and a world in my head, so I decided to create a music video for it." ~ Balázs Simon
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