Thursday, November 20, 2008

Future Of The Left: my discovery for this week :-)

Future Of The Left, a band I discovered 2...days ago. ^^ Good music, straightforward yet complex enough. Perfect to re-conciliate yourself with good ol' rock'n'roll spirit.

This particular song, "adeadenemyalwayssmellsgood" makes me think of some sort of noise-style Rage Against The Machine. Veeeeery catchy, groovy tune :P


"Manchasm": The ending is fun: the cam starts following a cat called Collin instead of the white-haired man, and the band sing along stuff like "Colin was a pussy, a very pretty pussy" ^^ And it is kind of cute, I have to admit lol



Thursday, November 13, 2008

Heavier music I love



The song by Zao, "The Rising End" is great stuff, albeit perhaps a liiiittle repetitive, but both the main riff and the break (x2) are fantastic! Can you believe these guys are fervent christians? 



Converge - Drop out: The beginning is "ok", but the end of this song is PERFECT!!!

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Soft, harmless pop (before I post some more "catchy" stuff later on :P)



Most of the time I listen to violent stuff, so people might think that's ALL I like. It's not true, I sometimes appreciate a little pop or pop/rock...given it's not too plain and/or that it's beautiful.

This song is extremely well-known, "commercial" in a way, soft. But I love it!

But THESE guys below really get to me! Such amazing music. Both of their albums soooo great, from A to Z. Presenting Needtobreathe!


Monday, November 10, 2008

Pursuit

Ever wondered what it'd be like to go 
From apathetic ignorance to enlightened willpower?
Run away, but escape not in vain.
 
Explore the vast jungles and lost temples of our time
Open your eyes to the futility of being self-assured
Unexpectedly calm bursts of violence
 
These walls are made of spiders
The ground is covered in leeches
Your nest is filled with slime
 
But find truth, find truth,
The darkest moments are lit only by the brightest lights
(And your madness is blinding)
Find peace, you’re now the prisoner of the freedom you chose.
 
Branches break under your feet,
The trees slouch in the heavy, humid air
Mosquitoes in your neck.
 
Rashes burn your skin,
Sweat crusting your hair
Dirt on and in your clothes,
And nowhere to sleep.
 
The trail is getting steeper now,
The air is crisp.
You can see the whole valley below.
And the bridge ahead.
 
All the bright colors,
Glowing even through the setting sun.
The strong scent of the blooming flowers
Makes your head spin.
 
You are above the birds now,
Above these white clouds.
(And Oh! The hypothetical fall…)
 
They won’t be keeping their terrible secret much longer.
Not from you.
 
The night is newly born.
Still, you keep ascending.
One step at a time, one breath at a time.
Following that haunting noise.
 
Your whole body is numb with pain,
Your hands keep shaking.
 
Breathe in…Breathe out…
Breathe in…Breathe out…
 
A sinister crack.
A dark bush trembled,
As though convulsing in violent, sudden pain.

Stop. 
Your eyes wide open.

Only silence now survives the tension.
Your pounding heart invades your mind.

Patient… rigorous… pressure.
 
And in that very moment,
As warm blood gargles up your throat,

Death.
 
All your efforts erased in the blink of “Its” eye,
Such a simple lesson learnt, truly.
About greed, envy, and pride. 

Farewell

Well hey gorgeous, what were you hoping?
You crazy, furious waste of blue
Didn't you see the days slipping away,
The thick moist night swallowing you?
 
The time has come, everything has an end.
 
What makes it frightening is shattered and lost
When you forget you're alone. You aren't.
Around, the dance has only just started, unstoppable,
And soon, you’ll see, I'll be holding in your heart, burning it with love.
                                                                                                             
A burst of white heat fills your insides, acid rain running down your skin…
I appreciate your concern, but you won't be cared for ever again.
 
You’re helplessly longing for more time, when it finally strikes you.
You’ve spent your life in your deathbed.
 
And when you leave us here all dried up like summer grass,
We'll send you postcards of the desert in Chicago,
Remembering your mirth, and innocent selflessness,
Applauding how we smoothly drowned you in yourself.
 
You’re so close, yet still believe in your strength as a shield.
Think again, for we breathe that painful sweet-scented air about.
And so do you.
 
You wipe every single grain of dust off of the empty floor.
You'll be safe wherever you are, tiny particles just craving to unite.
It's funny how a few million years can change convictions, so don't worry,
We'll come back here after the dance, to spare us this farewell. 

Blast from the past!

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Irrational, explained



FEAR, stress, FAITH, envy, pleasure, beauty, LOVE, trust, HOPE, hate.
All irrational, yet feared, hated, believed in, trusted, enjoyed, contemplated, and loved always.

Why can't life be logical and clear-cut? "It would be cold?" What's that?...cold? Ha!
It would be EASY, that's what it would be. Perhaps a little boring too, but hey that's not too high a price tag for inner peace, right? 

I have this lingering contradiction in me: I know for a fact that if there was only black on the one hand, and white on the other, I would probably spend my whole life blending both in infinite shades of grey. To me, unease in its most vibrant expression. Such a brilliant driving force.

I guess my desperate need for a logical explanation for everything expresses itself in my constant emphasis on relativity. Trying to find patterns in random systems, whilst unavoidably acknowledging the complexity of the task. Trying to reach something simple the hard way. It's all very much like rock-climbing, mind you.

Always -and only- at home away from home.

And that's just wrong, isn't it? 

:-)