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Thursday, April 30, 2009

Rise Against - Collapse (Post-Amerika)

Rise Against - Collapse (Post-Amerika)

When our rivers run dry and our crops cease to grow
And when our summers grow longer and winters won’t snow
From the banks of the ocean and the ice in the hills
To the fight in the desert where progress stands still
When we’ve lost our will

That’s how we’ll know
This is not a test, oh no
This is cardiac arrest
Of a world too proud to admit our mistakes
We're crashing into the ground as all fall from grace

When the air that we breathe becomes air that we choke
When the marsh fever spreads from the swamps to our homes
When your home on the range has been torn down and paved and
The buffalo roam to a slaughterhouse grave
What more will it take

For us to know
This is not a test, oh no
This is cardiac arrest
Of a world too proud to admit our mistakes
Kissing the ground as well fall from grace

This is a chance to set things straight
To bend or break the rules back into place
There is no middle ground, no compromise, we’ve drawn the line
With perfect aim, we stand back and throw
Glass windows break and it’s all about to blow
Lights go out as we pass the torch again
In hope that it stays lit

Neutrality means that you don’t really care
Cause the struggle goes on even when you’re not there
Blind and unaware

That’s how we’ll know
This is not a test, oh no
This is cardiac arrest
Of a world too proud to admit our mistakes
We're crashing into the ground as we all, yeah we all, all fall from grace

Listen to it on YouTube here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k-_ze1rluDI

Band Survey

From Bonnie

Pick a band and answer all the following questions with the titles of their songs.


Chosen band: Tori Amos (cos i know most of the songs so I can do it from the top of my head..)



1.) Are you a male or female?
Girl

2.) Describe yourself:
Strange Little Girl

3.) How do you feel about yourself?
Silent All These Years

4.) Describe where you currently live?
Pass the Mission

5.) If you could go anywhere, where would you go?
Don't Make Me Come to Vegas

6.) Your best friend is:
Heart of Gold

7.) Favourite colour:
Scarlett's Walk

8.) You know that:
She's your cocainne

9.) What's the weather like?
Winter

10.) If your life was a television show, what would it be called?
Jackie's Strength (LMAO)

11.) What is life to you?
Precious Things

12.) What is the best advice you have to give?
Snow Cherries in France!

13.) If you could change your name, what would you change it to?
Datura

14.) What do you want to do right now?
Cars and Guitars

Soundtrack for Life


Imagine your life is a movie - what songs would be in it? To find out, here's how it works:

1. Open your library (iTunes, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool...





Opening Credits : Straight Out Of Line - Godsmack

Waking Up : Still Moving Sinews - Dark Tranquility

First Day of School : Nothing Left - Machine Head

First Love : Ceremony in Flames - Wurdulak

First Heartbreak : Love is only a feeling - the darkness

Fight Song : Bleeding me - metalica

Prom : Bang Bang - Iggy Pop

Life : Prophesies of fire - the kovenant

Mental Breakdown : Voices - Dream Theater

Driving : Psycotic Precision - Cannibal Corpse (LMAO so true!)

Flashback : Children of the Damned - Iron Maiden (its PERFECT FOR A FLASHBACK!!)

Getting Back Together : Lady in white - Macbeth

Losing Your Virginity : ghost I - NIN

Wedding : Never Let it Die - Hatebreed

Birth of Child: Serentiy - Godsmack (not bloody likely!!)

Final Battle : Disciples of babylon - dragonforce

Death Scene : The Promise - within temptation

Funeral Song: Accquisition of the stars - astriaal

End Credits: Sad but true - metallica


wow, random! most of these worked out! either in sound, or the title wording.. awesomeness!!

2008 Music and New Releases






2008 Releases:
1. Opeth – “Watershed”
http://www.last.fm/music/Opeth
2. Sigur Rós – “með suð í eyrum við spilum endalaust”
http://www.last.fm/music/Sigur+R%C3%B3s
3. Kings of Leon – “Only By The Night”
http://www.last.fm/music/Kings+of+Leon
4. Birds of Tokyo – “Day One”
http://www.last.fm/music/Birds+of+Tokyo
5. 300* – Soundtrack
6. The Butterfly Effect – “Final Conversation Of Kings”
http://www.last.fm/music/The+Butterfly+Effect
7. Juno* - Soundtrack
8. Portishead – “Third”
http://www.last.fm/music/Portishead
9. The Presets – “Apocalypso”
http://www.last.fm/music/The+Presets
10. Bon Iver – “
http://www.last.fm/music/Bon+Iver


Honourable Mentions:



  • Ihsahn
  • Nine Inch Nails
  • Moonspell
  • Laura Marling
  • Hellsongs
  • Vendetta Symphony
  • Tegan & Sara
  • MGMT
  • The Grates
  • Soko
  • Architecture in Helsinki
  • Lady Hawk
  • Austrian Death Machine

*I know these two soundtracks were actually released officially in 2007, but I didn’t get my mits onto them until this year..


Bands:
1. Opeth
2. Heaven Shall Burn
3. Morbid Angel
4. 10 Years
5. Tool
6. Faker
7. Otep
8. Trivium
9. Dredg
10. Sigur Rós

Honourable Mentions:

  • Arch Enemy
  • Black Sabbath
  • Anima
  • Chimaira
  • Abigail Williams
  • Kings of Leon
  • Faker
  • Nine Inch Nails
  • Iron Maiden
  • 300 Soundtrack
  • Juno Soundtrack
  • Eluveitie
  • Portishead
  • Isis
  • 65daysofstatic
  • Tool




    One of my favourite songs from one of my favourite bands..

    Schism









    I know the pieces fit cuz 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 see to reach an end crippling our communication.

    I know the pieces fit cuz 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 the math enough to know the dangers of a 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.

    And I know the pieces fit.


    Sober










    There's a shadow just behind me,

    shrouding every step I take,

    making every promise empty,

    pointing every finger at me.

    Waiting like a stalking butler,

    who upon the finger rests.

    Murder now the path called must we,

    just because the son has come.

    (Jesus, won't you fucking whistle,

    something but the past and done? 2x)

    Why can't we not be sober?

    Just want to start this over.

    Why can't we drink forever?

    I just want to start things over.




    I am just a worthless liar.

    I am just an imbecile.

    I will only complicate you.

    Trust in me and fall as well.

    I will find a center in you.

    I will chew it up and leave,

    I will work to elevate you,

    just enough to bring you down.

    (Mother Mary won't you whisper,

    something but what's past and done. 2x)

    Why can't we not be sober?

    I just want to start this over.

    Why can't we sleep forever?

    I just want to start this over.




    I am just a worthless liar.

    I am just an imbecile.

    I will only complicate you.

    Trust in me and fall as well.

    I will find a center in you.

    I will chew it up and leave

    (Trust me. 5x)

    Why can't we not be sober?

    I just want to start things over.

    Why can't we sleep forever?

    I just want to start this over. (I want, what I want. 4x)






    Vicarious






    Eye on the TV
    'cause tragedy thrills me
    Whatever flavour
    It happens to be like;
    Killed by the husband
    Drowned by the ocean
    Shot by his own son
    She used the poison in his tea
    And kissed him goodbye
    That's my kind of story
    It's no fun 'til someone dies

    Don't look at me like
    I am a monster
    Frown out your one face
    But with the other
    Stare like a junkie
    Into the TV
    Stare like a zombie
    While the mother
    Holds her child
    Watches him die
    Hands to the sky crying
    Why, oh why?
    'cause I need to watch things die
    From a distance

    Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies
    You all need it too, don't lie

    Why can't we just admit it?
    Why can't we just admit it?

    We won't give pause until the blood is flowing

    Neither the brave nor bold
    The writers of stories sold
    We won't give pause until the blood is flowing

    I need to watch things die
    From a good safe distance

    Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies
    You all feel the same so
    Why can't we just admit it?

    Blood like rain come down
    Drawn on grave and ground

    Part vampire
    Part warrior
    Carnivore and voyeur
    Stare at the transmittal
    Sing to the death rattle

    La, la, la, la, la, la, la-lie

    Credulous at best, your desire to believe in angels in the hearts of men.
    Pull your head on out your hippy haze and give a listen.
    Shouldn't have to say it all again.
    The universe is hostile. so Impersonal. devour to survive.
    So it is.

    So it's always been.

    We all feed on tragedy
    It's like blood to a vampire

    Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies
    Much better you than I


    Ænema




    Some say the end is near.
    Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
    I certainly hope we will.
    I sure could use a vacation from this bull-shit three ring cirrrrcus siiiideshow of
    Freaks here in this, hopeless fucking, hole we call LA.

    The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
    Any fucking time.
    Any fucking day.
    Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.

    Fret for your figure and
    Fret for your latte and
    Fret for your lawsuit and
    Fret for your hairpiece and
    Fret for your prozac and
    Fret for your pilot and
    Fret for your contract and
    Fret for your car.

    It's a bull-shit three ring cirrrrrcuus siiideshow of
    freaks here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA.

    The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
    Any fucking time.
    Any fucking day.
    Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.

    Some say a comet will fall from the sky.
    Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves.
    Followed by faultlines that cannot sit still.
    Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits.

    Some say the end is near.
    Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
    I certainly hope we will I sure could use a vacation
    from this stupid shit, silly shit, stupid shit...

    One great big festering neon distraction,
    I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied.

    Learn to swim.

    Mom's gonna fix it all soon.
    Mom's comin' round to put it back the way it ought to beeeeeeeee.

    Learn to swim.

    Fuck L Ron Hubbard and
    Fuck all his clones.
    Fuck all these gun-toting Hip gangster wannabes.

    Learn to swim.

    Fuck retro anything.
    Fuck your tattoos.
    Fuck all you junkies and
    Fuck your short memory.

    Learn to swim

    Fuck smiley glad-hands with hidden agendas.
    Fuck these dysfunctional, insecure actresses.

    Learn to swim

    Cuz I'm praying for rain and
    I'm praying for tidal waves
    I wanna see the ground give way.
    I wanna watch it all go down.
    Mom please flush it all away.
    I wanna see it go right in and down.
    I wanna watch it go right in.
    Watch you flush it all awaaaaaaaaay.

    Time to bring it down again.
    Don't just call me pessimist.
    Try and read between the lines.

    I can't imagine why you wouldn't
    Welcome any change, my friend.

    I wanna see it come down.

    Suck it down.

    Flush it down.




    Parabola





    We barely remember who or what came before this precious moment,
    We are choosing to be here right now.
    Hold on, stay inside

    This holy reality, this holy experience.
    Choosing to be here in
    This body.


    This body holding me.
    Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
    This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal
    All this pain is an illusion.

    Alive, I

    In this holy reality, in this holy experience.

    Choosing to be here in

    This body.

    This body holding me.

    Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
    This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal
    All this pain is an illusion.

    Twirling round with this familiar parable.
    Spinning, weaving round each new experience.
    Recognize this as a holy gift and celebrate this chance to be alive and breathing.

    This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality.
    Embrace this moment.
    Remember.
    We are eternal.
    All this pain is an illusion.








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    http://toolshed.down.net/

    Everybody's Free

    The Song:

    The Lyrics:

    Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99
    If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be
    it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by
    scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
    than my own meandering
    experience…I will dispense this advice now.

    Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not
    understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
    But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and
    recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before
    you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you
    imagine.

    Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as
    effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing
    bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that
    never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm
    on some idle Tuesday.

    Do one thing everyday that scares you

    Sing

    Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with
    people who are reckless with yours.

    Floss

    Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes
    you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with
    yourself.

    Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you
    succeed in doing this, tell me how.

    Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.

    Stretch

    Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your
    life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they
    wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year
    olds I know still don’t.

    Get plenty of calcium.

    Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.

    Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,maybe
    you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky
    chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t
    congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your
    choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body,
    use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people
    think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever
    own..

    Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.

    Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.

    Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.

    Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for
    good.

    Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the
    people most likely to stick with you in the future.

    Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you
    should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and
    lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you
    knew when you were young.

    Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live
    in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.

    Travel.

    Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will
    philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize
    that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were
    noble and children respected their elders.

    Respect your elders.

    Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,
    maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one
    might run out.

    Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will
    look 85.

    Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who
    supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of
    fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the
    ugly parts and recycling it for more than
    it’s worth.

    But trust me on the sunscreen…




    ^They played it on Triple J just now, and i realised how long its been since i heard it... Its making sense to me right now.. OMG we all had a thing for quinten tarven or whatever that kids name was.. I was the class of '99 - for year ten anyway.. i had to move to a city to finish highschool.. byebye small towns LOL

    Rise Against - Long Forgotten Sons


    I've been listening to Rise Against and their song "Long Forgotten Sons"

    Far from home on a road unknown
    Where the vultures circle on winds that blow
    From northern skies that haunt these waking moments
    On shadows cast by the mountain range
    On calloused soles we find our way
    Through desperate eyes, we long for the horizon
    While this sun is rising

    We are the long forgotten sons
    And daughters that don’ belong to anyone
    We are alone under this sun
    We work to fix the work that you’ve undone

    When cries for help go unanswered
    And signal fires just burn and burn
    We wonder if we’re waiting here for nothing
    Our lips are sewn our ears are filled
    With the constant drone of the unfulfilled
    But we’ll never fall if we stand for something
    We stand for something

    We are the long forgotten sons
    And daughters that don’ belong to anyone
    We are alone under this sun
    We work to fix the work that you’ve undone

    Don’t fall, I see lights in the distance
    They’re not far away
    Stand up because the sky is turning gray

    There’s hope in these footsteps of persistence
    So don’t go astray
    These lights get closer everyday

    We are the long forgotten sons
    And daughters that don’ belong to anyone
    We are alone under this sun
    We work to fix the work that you’ve undone
    What you’ve undone
    (what happens now, we don’t know, just hold on tight now here we go…)
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