Toni Patanen – Darude Sandstorm (cover).
Toni Patanen aka Pupsi, also makes ocarinas, which you can see and buy at Sauna Ocarina, handmade in Helsinki.
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Toni Patanen – Darude Sandstorm (cover).
Toni Patanen aka Pupsi, also makes ocarinas, which you can see and buy at Sauna Ocarina, handmade in Helsinki.
For no discernible reason, this got stuck in my head the other night, so now it’s stuck in yours, too.
Herman’s Hermits – There’s A Kind of Hush. Some people will remember this cover better:
Highly Suspect – My Name Is Human.
I’m feelin the way that I’m feelin myself
Fuck everyone else
gotta remember that nobody’s better than anyone else, here
do you need some time to think it over?
Look what they do to you
Look what they do to me
You must be joking if you think that either one is free , here
Get up off your knees girl
Stand face to face with your God
And find out what you are
(Hello my name is Human)
Hello, my name is human
And I came down from the stars
(Hello my name is human)
I’m ready for love and I’m ready for war
But I’m ready for more
I know that nobodies ever been this
Fucking ready before
Do you need some time to think it over
So figure it out or don’t figure it out
I figured it out
The bigger the river
The bigger the drout
Get up off your knees boy
Stand face to face with your god
And find out what you are
(Hello my name is human)
Hello, my name is human
And I came down from the stars
(Hello my name is human)
Fire world I love you
Fireworld
I’m up off my knees girl
I am face to face with myself
And I know who I am
And I stole the power from the sun
I am more than just a man
(No longer disillusioned)
(I’m not asking questions
cause questions have answers
and I don’t want answers )
I came down from the stars
(So I’ll take my chances
And what are the chances
That I could advance
On my own circumstances
Said what are the chances
And what are the chances)
Hello my name is human
And I know who I am
(I’m not after answers
I’m not asking questions
So you keep your answers
So you keep your answers
I’m not asking questions
I’m taking my chances)
Trivium – Until The World Goes Cold. Lyrics at the link.
I know the pieces fit ’cause I watched them fall away.
Mildewed and smoldering. Fundamental differing.
Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion
Disintegrating as it goes testing our communication
The light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so
We cannot seem to reach an end crippling our communication.
I know the pieces fit ’cause I watched them tumble down
No fault, none to blame, it doesn’t mean I don’t desire to
Point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over.
To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication
The poetry that comes from the squaring off between,
And the circling is worth it.
Finding beauty in the dissonance.
There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away.
Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting
I’ve done the math enough to know the dangers of our second guessing.
Doomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communication.
Cold silence
has a tendency
to atrophy any
sense of compassion
between supposed lovers,
between supposed brothers.
I know the pieces fit [8x]
Die So Fluid – Vorvolaka.
Been watching myself in the mirror for forty plus some years
And seen how time makes you wrinkled and grey
Remember when we were young
We had all the time in the world
And our life was beautiful
We didn’t have a clue
As we’re getting older the more lies are shining through
And I’m busting my heart for the world
I’m getting tired, I just wanna go home
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
My head is empty and I need a break
I have to be hungry again to breathe and create
Life don’t come easy, it’s always the same
My brain is a ticking bomb
I’m getting tired, I just wanna go home
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
Life’s not a dream
Nothing is what it seems to be
My brain is a ticking bomb
I’m getting tired, I just wanna go home
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
Bono (Photo: JStone / Shutterstock).
Aww, Bono is awash in sad tears over the state of angry young men, because girly. The Girly™, it’s ruining everything!
I think music has gotten very girly. And there are some good things about that, but hip-hop is the only place for young male anger at the moment – and that’s not good. When I was 16, I had a lot of anger in me. You need to find a place for it and for guitars, whether it is with a drum machine – I don’t care. The moment something becomes preserved, it is fucking over. You might as well put it in formaldehyde. In the end, what is rock & roll? Rage is at the heart of it. Some great rock & roll tends to have that, which is why the Who were such a great band. Or Pearl Jam. Eddie has that rage.
Oh, the poor, poor young men, who will cry for them? Golly, such a terrible state of affairs when an angry young dude just can’t pick up a guitar, or bangsmash on a drum set, howl out their angst, or write a poor, pitiful me ode, because Girly™. Of course, it’s imfuckingpossible for women to be angry, because what on earth do ‘girls’ have to be angry about, right? Bono, an old white dude afloat on money and privilege, being a seriously bone-headed twit. Sorry dude, you aren’t relevant anymore, you’re plain old white male moneyed establishment. You can go fuck off, and in doing so, make way for the angry, sarcastic women…
Via Raw Story and Rolling Stone.