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Music: Is it a good thing? Doesn't 99% of music just romanticize life? Isn't it ultimately harmful to hold your life up against an ideal that doesn't exist? | |
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2ndaccount said: Doesn't 99% of music just romanticize life? Isn't it ultimately harmful to hold your life up against an ideal that doesn't exist?
99% ? i dont agree with that # ... and i dont hold my life up to an idea i hear in a song (s) ... i am to busy creating my life through intentions i love music | |
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Mach said: 2ndaccount said: Doesn't 99% of music just romanticize life? Isn't it ultimately harmful to hold your life up against an ideal that doesn't exist?
99% ? i dont agree with that # ... and i dont hold my life up to an idea i hear in a song (s) ... i am to busy creating my life through intentions i love music So, you don't hear a love song and think, "That's what I want" or "I'm so glad my life is this way and I expect this feeling to last forever, the way they say it can in song"? | |
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2ndaccount said: Mach said: 99% ? i dont agree with that # ... and i dont hold my life up to an idea i hear in a song (s) ... i am to busy creating my life through intentions i love music So, you don't hear a love song and think, "That's what I want" or "I'm so glad my life is this way and I expect this feeling to last forever, the way they say it can in song"? i'm 41 ... been w/ my husband 20 yrs .. happily i may add MAYBE ... maybe when i was 20...i may have had those thoughts now ... no, i dont | |
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Mach said: 2ndaccount said: So, you don't hear a love song and think, "That's what I want" or "I'm so glad my life is this way and I expect this feeling to last forever, the way they say it can in song"? i'm 41 ... been w/ my husband 20 yrs .. happily i may add MAYBE ... maybe when i was 20...i may have had those thoughts now ... no, i dont So, what is the purpose of music? | |
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2ndaccount said: Doesn't 99% of music just romanticize life? Isn't it ultimately harmful to hold your life up against an ideal that doesn't exist?
what about depressing music? | |
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Anxiety said: 2ndaccount said: Doesn't 99% of music just romanticize life? Isn't it ultimately harmful to hold your life up against an ideal that doesn't exist?
what about depressing music? You mean like Morissey, for example? Doesn't he romanticize depression and isn't that harmful? | |
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2ndaccount said: Anxiety said: what about depressing music? You mean like Morissey, for example? Doesn't he romanticize depression and isn't that harmful? i was thinking more about a band like Swans. | |
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Yes, it is a good thing. | |
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Anxiety said: 2ndaccount said: You mean like Morissey, for example? Doesn't he romanticize depression and isn't that harmful? i was thinking more about a band like Swans. While I know of Swans, can't say I remember any of their lyrical content. Can you give me a taste? | |
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2ndaccount said: Anxiety said: i was thinking more about a band like Swans. While I know of Swans, can't say I remember any of their lyrical content. Can you give me a taste? I, I've been lonely
And I, I've been blind And I,. I've learned nothing So my hands are firmly tied To the sinking leadweight of failure I've worked hard all my life Money slips through my hands My face in the mirror tells me It's no surprise that I'm Pushing the stone up the hill of failure They tempt me with violence They punish me with ideals And they crush me with an image of my life that's nothing but unreal Except on the goddamned slaveship of failure I'll drown here trying to get up for some air But each time I think I breathe I'm laid on with a double share of the punishing burden of failure I don't deserve to be down here But I'll never leave And I've learned one thing You can't escape the beast In the null and void pit of failure When I get my hands on some money I'll kiss it's green skin And I'll ask it's dirty face "Where the hell have you been?" "I am the fuel that fires the engine of failure." I'll be old and broken down I'll forget who and where I am I'll be senile or forgotten But I'll remember and understand You can bank your hard-earned money on failure I saw my father crying I saw my mother break her hand On a wall that wouldn't weep But that certainly held in The mechanical moans of a dying man Who was a failure My back hurts me when I bend Because I carry a load My brain hurts me like a knife-hole Because I've yet to be shown How to pull myself out from The sucking quicksand of failure Some people live in hell Many bastards succeed But I. I've learned nothing I can't even elegantly bleed Out the poison blood of failure i don't consider that romanticized. but is it healthy? i dunno. i like it. | |
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Music is the best thing in the world. It can move you in a million different ways. | |
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Anxiety said:[quote] 2ndaccount said: I, I've been lonely
And I, I've been blind And I,. I've learned nothing So my hands are firmly tied To the sinking leadweight of failure I've worked hard all my life Money slips through my hands My face in the mirror tells me It's no surprise that I'm Pushing the stone up the hill of failure They tempt me with violence They punish me with ideals And they crush me with an image of my life that's nothing but unreal Except on the goddamned slaveship of failure I'll drown here trying to get up for some air But each time I think I breathe I'm laid on with a double share of the punishing burden of failure I don't deserve to be down here But I'll never leave And I've learned one thing You can't escape the beast In the null and void pit of failure When I get my hands on some money I'll kiss it's green skin And I'll ask it's dirty face "Where the hell have you been?" "I am the fuel that fires the engine of failure." I'll be old and broken down I'll forget who and where I am I'll be senile or forgotten But I'll remember and understand You can bank your hard-earned money on failure I saw my father crying I saw my mother break her hand On a wall that wouldn't weep But that certainly held in The mechanical moans of a dying man Who was a failure My back hurts me when I bend Because I carry a load My brain hurts me like a knife-hole Because I've yet to be shown How to pull myself out from The sucking quicksand of failure Some people live in hell Many bastards succeed But I. I've learned nothing I can't even elegantly bleed Out the poison blood of failure i don't consider that romanticized. but is it healthy? i dunno. i like it. But how many people listen to music like this? A very small minority, I would wager. Perhaps we'd all be better off if this was the popular music of the day. And isn't the dude kinda romanticizing his own lot? That he, somehow, is the ultimate failure? There are plenty of failures like him. Don't think you're so special, Mr. Mopey. | |
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Cloudbuster said: Music is the best thing in the world. It can move you in a million different ways.
A million different ways? Don't you think you're exagerrating just a tad there,Mr. Happy? Perhaps music can inspire you to rise above your current circumstances (but, ultimately, life is empty and meaningless anyway, so why bother?) and perhaps it can move you to have hopeless fantasies about "getting" the person you "love", or reuniting with the person who dumped your sorry ass (fat chance!). But move you in a million ways? Can you name some for me? | |
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2ndaccount said: Cloudbuster said: Music is the best thing in the world. It can move you in a million different ways.
A million different ways? Don't you think you're exagerrating just a tad there,Mr. Happy? Perhaps music can inspire you to rise above your current circumstances (but, ultimately, life is empty and meaningless anyway, so why bother?) and perhaps it can move you to have hopeless fantasies about "getting" the person you "love", or reuniting with the person who dumped your sorry ass (fat chance!). But move you in a million ways? Can you name some for me? Don't ruin my day. | |
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2ndaccount said: Mach said: i'm 41 ... been w/ my husband 20 yrs .. happily i may add MAYBE ... maybe when i was 20...i may have had those thoughts now ... no, i dont So, what is the purpose of music? There are SO many..meditation, background, enjoyment etc. I think music expresses much of what it is through the sound not necessarily through words. Sure, you get feelings and understandings and different points of view from lyrical content, but I don't think most put them selves up against Music as an ideal...the same goes for TV, Movies and books. I certainly have been enlighteded by lyrics and formed points of view becasue of some as well. But there was no ideal I was thinking of when I was down listening to the Cure's Disintegration. It wasn't telling me how to feel. But I felt the way I did when listening to it. It was a mood enhancer. I listen to a lot of Ambient music, which has no words...nor does it need to. The music conveys the feeling. Christian Zombie Vampires | |
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Cloudbuster said: 2ndaccount said: A million different ways? Don't you think you're exagerrating just a tad there,Mr. Happy? Perhaps music can inspire you to rise above your current circumstances (but, ultimately, life is empty and meaningless anyway, so why bother?) and perhaps it can move you to have hopeless fantasies about "getting" the person you "love", or reuniting with the person who dumped your sorry ass (fat chance!). But move you in a million ways? Can you name some for me? Don't ruin my day. | |
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2ndaccount said: Cloudbuster said: Music is the best thing in the world. It can move you in a million different ways.
A million different ways? Don't you think you're exagerrating just a tad there,Mr. Happy? Perhaps music can inspire you to rise above your current circumstances (but, ultimately, life is empty and meaningless anyway, so why bother?) and perhaps it can move you to have hopeless fantasies about "getting" the person you "love", or reuniting with the person who dumped your sorry ass (fat chance!). But move you in a million ways? Can you name some for me? I think this says more about you than your thread. Christian Zombie Vampires | |
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superspaceboy said: There are SO many..meditation, background, enjoyment etc.
Can't you meditate and, like, enjoy things without some tosser yelping and/or noodling around in the background? I think music expresses much of what it is through the sound not necessarily through words. Sure, you get feelings and understandings and different points of view from lyrical content, but I don't think most put them selves up against Music as an ideal...the same goes for TV, Movies and books.
Disagree with you there. I certainly have been enlighteded by lyrics and formed points of view becasue of some as well.
Can you share? But there was no ideal I was thinking of when I was down listening to the Cure's Disintegration. It wasn't telling me how to feel. But I felt the way I did when listening to it. It was a mood enhancer.
What is the point of a "mood enhancer"? | |
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superspaceboy said: 2ndaccount said: A million different ways? Don't you think you're exagerrating just a tad there,Mr. Happy? Perhaps music can inspire you to rise above your current circumstances (but, ultimately, life is empty and meaningless anyway, so why bother?) and perhaps it can move you to have hopeless fantasies about "getting" the person you "love", or reuniting with the person who dumped your sorry ass (fat chance!). But move you in a million ways? Can you name some for me? I think this says more about you than your thread. Maybe it does and maybe it doesn't. What's your point? | |
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The song "Gloomy Sunday" has been linked to 200 suicides worldwide...don't think that's romanticizing anything. | |
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RazzBeret said: The song "Gloomy Sunday" has been linked to 200 suicides worldwide...don't think that's romanticizing anything.
Not familiar with that one. Maybe it's romanticizing suicide? Who's that one by? | |
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2ndaccount said: RazzBeret said: The song "Gloomy Sunday" has been linked to 200 suicides worldwide...don't think that's romanticizing anything.
Not familiar with that one. Maybe it's romanticizing suicide? Who's that one by? Well, it was started by a no name man in Hungary, and caused a lot of suicides over there. It has been covered in America by the likes of Billie Holiday,Diamanda Galas, and Sinead O'Connor, but not as responsible for as many suicides.At one point it was banned from airwaves and it was illegal to play it. | |
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2ndaccount said: RazzBeret said: The song "Gloomy Sunday" has been linked to 200 suicides worldwide...don't think that's romanticizing anything.
Not familiar with that one. Maybe it's romanticizing suicide? Who's that one by? ask and i shall google: Gloomy Sunday - the notorious 'Hungarian Suicide Song' - was written in 1933. Its melody and original lyrics were the creation of Rezsô Seress, a self-taught pianist and composer born in Hungary in 1899.
The crushing hopelessness and bitter despair which characterised the two stanza penned by Seress were superseded by the more mournful, melancholic verses of Hungarian poet László Jávor. When the song came to public attention it quickly earned its reputation as a 'suicide song'. Reports from Hungary alleged individuals had taken their lives after listening to the haunting melody, or that the lyrics had been left with their last letters. The lyricists Sam M. Lewis and Desmond Carter each penned an English translatation of the song. It was Lewis's version, first recorded by Hal Kemp and his Orchestra, with Bob Allen on vocals (1936), that was to become the most widely covered. The popularity of Gloomy Sunday increased greatly through its interpretation by Billie Holiday (1941). In an attempt to alleviate the pessemistic tone a third stanza was added to this version, giving the song a dreamy twist, yet still the suicide reputation remained. Gloomy Sunday was banned from the playlists of major radio broadcasters around the world. The B.B.C. deemed it too depressing for the airwaves. Despite all such bans, Gloomy Sunday continued to be recorded and sold. People continued to buy the recordings; some committed suicide. Rezsô Seress jumped to his death from his flat in 1968. i have versions of this song by marianne faithfull, sinead o'connor and diamanda galas - all of them just breathtakingly beautiful and sad. | |
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RazzBeret said: 2ndaccount said: Not familiar with that one. Maybe it's romanticizing suicide? Who's that one by? Well, it was started by a no name man in Hungary, and caused a lot of suicides over there. It has been covered in America by the likes of Billie Holiday,Diamanda Galas, and Sinead O'Connor, but not as responsible for as many suicides.At one point it was banned from airwaves and it was illegal to play it. I don't believe that any piece of "art" can cause a suicide. | |
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Anxiety said:[quote] 2ndaccount said: ask and i shall google: Gloomy Sunday - the notorious 'Hungarian Suicide Song' - was written in 1933. Its melody and original lyrics were the creation of Rezsô Seress, a self-taught pianist and composer born in Hungary in 1899.
The crushing hopelessness and bitter despair which characterised the two stanza penned by Seress were superseded by the more mournful, melancholic verses of Hungarian poet László Jávor. When the song came to public attention it quickly earned its reputation as a 'suicide song'. Reports from Hungary alleged individuals had taken their lives after listening to the haunting melody, or that the lyrics had been left with their last letters. The lyricists Sam M. Lewis and Desmond Carter each penned an English translatation of the song. It was Lewis's version, first recorded by Hal Kemp and his Orchestra, with Bob Allen on vocals (1936), that was to become the most widely covered. The popularity of Gloomy Sunday increased greatly through its interpretation by Billie Holiday (1941). In an attempt to alleviate the pessemistic tone a third stanza was added to this version, giving the song a dreamy twist, yet still the suicide reputation remained. Gloomy Sunday was banned from the playlists of major radio broadcasters around the world. The B.B.C. deemed it too depressing for the airwaves. Despite all such bans, Gloomy Sunday continued to be recorded and sold. People continued to buy the recordings; some committed suicide. Rezsô Seress jumped to his death from his flat in 1968. i have versions of this song by marianne faithfull, sinead o'connor and diamanda galas - all of them just breathtakingly beautiful and sad. Can we get some lyrics, please? | |
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Anxiety said:[quote] 2ndaccount said: ask and i shall google: Gloomy Sunday - the notorious 'Hungarian Suicide Song' - was written in 1933. Its melody and original lyrics were the creation of Rezsô Seress, a self-taught pianist and composer born in Hungary in 1899.
The crushing hopelessness and bitter despair which characterised the two stanza penned by Seress were superseded by the more mournful, melancholic verses of Hungarian poet László Jávor. When the song came to public attention it quickly earned its reputation as a 'suicide song'. Reports from Hungary alleged individuals had taken their lives after listening to the haunting melody, or that the lyrics had been left with their last letters. The lyricists Sam M. Lewis and Desmond Carter each penned an English translatation of the song. It was Lewis's version, first recorded by Hal Kemp and his Orchestra, with Bob Allen on vocals (1936), that was to become the most widely covered. The popularity of Gloomy Sunday increased greatly through its interpretation by Billie Holiday (1941). In an attempt to alleviate the pessemistic tone a third stanza was added to this version, giving the song a dreamy twist, yet still the suicide reputation remained. Gloomy Sunday was banned from the playlists of major radio broadcasters around the world. The B.B.C. deemed it too depressing for the airwaves. Despite all such bans, Gloomy Sunday continued to be recorded and sold. People continued to buy the recordings; some committed suicide. Rezsô Seress jumped to his death from his flat in 1968. i have versions of this song by marianne faithfull, sinead o'connor and diamanda galas - all of them just breathtakingly beautiful and sad. Very good song. | |
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2ndaccount said: Can we get some lyrics, please? hold on a sec, i'll orgnote you my password and username for google. | |
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Anxiety said: 2ndaccount said: Can we get some lyrics, please? hold on a sec, i'll orgnote you my password and username for google. | |
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Sunday is gloomy,
My hours are slumberless Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers Will never awaken you Not where the black coaches Sorrow has taken you Angels have no thoughts Of ever returning you Wouldn’t they be angry If I thought of joining you? Gloomy sunday Gloomy is sunday, With shadows I spend it all My heart and i Have decided to end it all Soon there’ll be candles And prayers that are said I know But let them not weep Let them know that I’m glad to go Death is no dream For in death I’m caressin’ you With the last breath of my soul I’ll be blessin’ you Gloomy sunday Dreaming, I was only dreaming I wake and I find you asleep In the deep of my heart here Darling I hope That my dream never haunted you My heart is tellin’ you How much I wanted you Gloomy sunday However, in the original version, there was no redeeming last stanza as seen in that version, making it more depressing. | |
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