weepingwall said: god..
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Cheap Trick. Two songs not considered essential, apparently: "Ghost Town" and "Don't Be Cruel". | |
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strung out (acoustic) - wendy & lisa. just found it a couple weeks ago, and i can't stop playing it over and over and over. and over. http://elmadartista.tumblr.com/ http://twitter.com/madartista | |
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The Robocop Kraus [random selections] | |
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IstenSzek said: Cloudbuster said: New album. omg ~runs to record store squirting jizz all over the sidewalk and other shoppers~ cant you see im walkin here???? | |
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nirvana heart shaped box
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Christopher said: IstenSzek said: omg ~runs to record store squirting jizz all over the sidewalk and other shoppers~ cant you see im walkin here???? AWWWW BITCH YOU JIZZED ON MY TOE. WHATSWRONGWITYOU? and true love lives on lollipops and crisps | |
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Anx said: weepingwall said: god..
which album? Deep.i love that album.. | |
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IstenSzek said: Christopher said: cant you see im walkin here???? AWWWW BITCH YOU JIZZED ON MY TOE. WHATSWRONGWITYOU? i was watching the lady with the lobster again. still funny and cute / Nicole Wray - I'm Lookin | |
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Kurt Elling -- "Tanya Jean"
Vamp:
Hips swayin' to the beat (lip smakin', honey-sweet). Magnolias in the street - dust under Tanya's feet. Melody: Dig with me this chick lording every clique, name of Tanya Jean. Even in the thick she'll never miss a trick. She's a royal queen. Swingin' down the block, stoppin' every clock, wiggin' every scene - She's got a flock (a man in every dock) diggin' Tanya Jean. But if she ever would think, for once, she would see that she has been a dunce - never dinning her brains and her beauty are more than the usual front. She could be swinging ad libitum 'stead of just acting like she was dumb. (Up and running to run all the savages's no more than just a stunt. Solo: "Come dancing with me in a little dream, Tanya Jean,' said Prophet-Man-With-One-Hand-Put-Away. And we will seek together the stolen vision (vision that was hidden by lovers gone and poets buried). Time, swing over: gonging and banging late-in-life clock assembling a three-ring, peddling a new thing. Telling time, telling tales, telling sights, filling pails with alabaster springing. Here's your life upon a plate regarding its fate. Senility's rumored." "How can you eat that,' asks the girl, with a smirk. 'Don't you see how every day, come what may, it's growing - you jerk, you. And thirty centuries of sleeping won't make a dent in giving the time that it's needing. Flipping to appendices, Demosthenes, won't bring about the stumbling of a Beast with weaker knees. This I tell you. So dig it." "Don't wig it. Come along with me and envision the vision. Maybe then, you will feel. Like the rumbling of a train on tracks a hundred miles away, you can hear pretty clear - like the echoes of the footfalls of childhood in rooms - like a fire, sire, like a pyre; a singing out of desire. Dark angelic bodies in a flying circus come bombing over Flander's Fields." "And what if darkened drummers who can play just like Elvin never escape the mandibles of their mothers, keeping silence when screaming upwards from deep within his inner voice - crying into the vortex of night, subtle terrors make writing a scrawling of dying-wish notes? Time to make another adversary list up to the sky as you travel by." Suddenly bidding is asking. And then it's wishing. You can't stretch your arms out like a lord enfolding thousand stars. So dig it. And lonliness is rolling over levees like a suicidal tidal surge - upending illusiories, strong, of living as defensive. Meanwhile, intimacy calls us into dangers with a siren song of loving long in luxury-to-be (secret, unnameable surging of love into what must always be). It's spilling over infinity to become behemoth: everything, everywhere, everyone, everytime. The kingdom comes from ancient, howling cries of MotherGods. "Screaming across the open plains of nothingness comes everything that might have been, like great comets blasting through every dark sky. So what if L.T. Dexter's swinging has rarified Mid-Atlantic sounds of Jazz in silk scarves and all fall-colored Paris nights? And Charlie Parker's with him, blowing on his over-grown pitoodle stick and reaching through the thicker places in our heads (intelligence was never, ever, surely, this hard to find). Dig what I'm saying: just because we'll never know The Secret doesn't mean that we should find that we have sold ourselves, like Joseph, into bondage again - time and again, until the end." 'My friend, take your practiced powers and stretch them across the void until everything living has a chance to ponder every contradiction. That might be everyone's doable mission. Just like when Herbie's playing piano - then you can hear it, 'cause he can play it. You don't forget it 'cause Herbie said it when he spoke like a child playing jacks on the floor of a kitchen. And Hermann Hesse said it: "You'll search for truth among the planets and never find a truer voice than that voice which is calling it out to you - calling you to at least become a human. Instead of being confounded by being. Instead of surfing in the dirt like a serpent, go dance in the whirlwind.' For those who have heard it, God becomes a silence, huge and glowing, flowing from the deepest inner places inside of your heart. 'It's saying, 'Go moaning and groaning, alone-ing. Go rolling on the breast of earth. Report you truly all the lives you see there, like a song growing golden-ripe, like the wheat. Take it! Take this cup I'm passing to you. Drink it. Think it way down into the entrails of your thinking. What moves in secret is not ever nothing. If gateways of seeing were opened, then we could see that everything is just as it always is; infinitely infinite.' But now, you see? Time is growing short for me." Pow! Poof. The dreaming was over. But Prophet-Man had put mind into motion: Tanya Jean was then, hereafter seen to be the queen of what we later called the scene in which a body haverim careen like on the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel. Wow. | |
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JPW said: M.I.A. - Arular
a lot lately! I fucking LOVE "Amazon" Magnificent album. That's probably my favourite on the album track currently (tho' as with all these things, it changes. Last week it was probably Hombre). [Edited 6/14/06 9:16am] | |
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Plus she is extremely fucking sexy.
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"4ever" by the Veronicas. I love my pop music.
I also love hot twins. | |
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kidelrich said: "4ever" by the Veronicas. I love my pop music.
I also love hot twins. put on some new edition i bet everything comes off. / Travis - Driftwood . . [Edited 6/15/06 4:03am] | |
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Christopher said: Travis - Driftwood
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Christopher said: put on some new edition i bet everything comes off. / Travis - Driftwood . . [Edited 6/15/06 4:03am] | |
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"Black Sweat" by u know who...
Turns me on thinking of that booty wiggling ! Ah ! Celestina ! u ! | |
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Freak out-Chic | |
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RaspberryPauvrette said: "Black Sweat" by u know who...
Turns me on thinking of that booty wiggling ! Ah ! Celestina ! u ! Reported to mods: Prince related post, shall be moved to the right section Is there any place of refuge one can flee from this insanity | |
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When We Dance
~Sting | |
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Fortress Around Your Heart
~Sting | |
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Can't Hide Love
~Earth, Wind & Fire | |
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Get On The Boat
~Prince and Sheila E and the band live on Good Morning America !!! | |
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SHANNA said: Get On The Boat
~Prince and Sheila E and the band live on Good Morning America !!! Red-headed Stepchild ~Tamar | |
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SHANNA said: SHANNA said: Get On The Boat
~Prince and Sheila E and the band live on Good Morning America !!! Red-headed Stepchild ~Tamar Let's Go Crazy | |
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Ex-Moderator | fake plastic trees
it always makes me cry. |
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The Black Crows - She talks to angels | |
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Ex-Moderator | notoriousj said: The Black Crows - She talks to angels
another one that makes me cry! |
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