Showing posts with label song. Show all posts
Showing posts with label song. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

iar Spike

da nu e ce vreau sa fac
eu am alte planuri in cap
n`am ajuns cu ele aici doar sa se faca praf
oare unde`am gresit?
oare ce sa`ntamplat?
o fi fost ceva ce`a trebuit sa`nvat si mi`a scapat?


da si tu stii ca`i exact cum o zic
ai uitat ca`ntre timp viata te`a mai ingropat umpic
visele de`atunci nu`ti ajuta la nimic
si vrei macar pentru o clipa sa te`ntorci in timp [ niciodata ]

Poți să'ntinzi o mana, sau sa privești cu ura
Senzația e dura, când ma scufund în liniște pura
Oricât de mult ar suna a tragedie
Pot sa ţi'o spun ca pe o gluma sau ca pe o poezie
Intens. Priveşte'ma cu interes adânc în ochi
Sa vezi, răbdarea cu care ma uit fix așteptând sa crapi.
Probleme care vreau sa le'ngrop când dorm
Ma trezesc brutal, dimineața când sunt rupt de somn
Şi'mi aduc aminte de mine și printre cuvinte
Întreb in fata oglinzii "Ia zi, cine pe cine minte?"
Nu vreau sa par asa depășit ca tine

Versuri Spike - Amintiri (corect)
de pe http://www.versuri.ro
Dar păcat ca tu ești eu, si n'are cum să'mi para bine
Nu'mi amintesc nimic, nimic asta înseamna
Nu ca nu'mi aduc aminte, doar ca nu vreau, ma
Vreau sa trăiesc cu gându', ca mâine e maine, știi
Şi sper sa treacă mai repede ca azi. Ma p.ş pe ea de zi.
N'am sa fug de'acasa, știu ca asta vreți, pe bune.
Am sa stau pe capu vostru, pana va umplu de spume
Ca nu sunt bou debarcat din arca lu' Noe
Dacă ma găsești pe o insula pustie, am plecat de buna voie.

Nimeni nu vrea sa spună, nici în rău nici în gluma
Faptul ca uneori numai găsesc scăpare
Când se'aduna chestii care te marchează
Si pana la urma, ii tragi după tine
Pe toți care'ti întind o mana. [amintiri]

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

ASA RAMAN! Nimeni Altu'

A inceput viata
Mai e putin si se termina s-au dus,
Banii si anii multora pe heroina
Ti-am spus... de la-nceput mie nu-mi place sa stau,
Ca un bau-bau arat dupa ce fumez iarba si beau !
Se-aude¦WOW¦ toti isi pun mainile-n cap,
Credeau ca ¦AU¦ scapat nu m-am schimbat
Si nici nu o s-o fac prea curand, pe cuvant
Fumul imi trece prin gand mai scriu un rand
Pe care-l cant razand.
De cand am inceput sa inteleg ce vreau si ce sa cred
Eu nu ma-ntreb ca voi Cu ce m-aleg?
Orice bleg¦pupa podeaua cand lupta cu viata-n ring
Eu n-am timp..le-aprind
Nu sunt Blinkie-Blink sunt Drinkie- Drink !
Ma fut in Matrix ies, fumez
Sunt atat de spart ca ii fac pe toti sa creada ca stiu dansez
Vai de curul tau, stii bine ca ma tine
Dupa ce ma bine dispun rau, vai de curul tau!
Femeie Baiete, te uit la mine insa n-ai nici o idee
Despre cum o sa fie, cu mine peste,
Cu tine sub Stii bine ca nu tin la tine,
Dar o sa tin mult pana maine de la faptul ca
Numai vin ,ah, numai vin rosu am baut
Numai dracu stie cat si ce dracu-am mai facut
Asa ca aprindeti toate tigarile, desfaceti berile
Si dezbracati femeiele baietii simtiti placerile !
Pierdeti noptile, spargeti lovelele, uitati belelele !
Pentru ca...zilele trec repede stiti bine ca asa
As vrea s-o ard mereu da care bagabont n-ar vrea?!


Refren: (x2)
Stii bine ca pe mine nimeni nu ma poate schimba
Nu ma mai intreba ce vreau sa fac cu viata mea
Pentru ca, iti spun de-acum: asa raman pana cand
Va creste iarba la mine pe mormant!

Punct. Beybe nimeni nu poate sa ma opreasca
Si in caz ca vrea cineva sa faca asta o s-o pateasca
Lasa-ma sa fiu varza pana cand inima ma lasa
Altef Big Brother te da afara din casa
Daca nu-ti place iarba nu-ti place muzica mea
Lasa femeia gagiu tau cu noi si dute acasa..fa altceva!
Nu e loc pentru voi langa noi,
Si nici femeile din dormitor nu servesc oua moi !
Avem in sange aceeiasi cantitate de alcool
Si gandim la fel despre viitor asa ca
Pana mor o sa raman printre ai mei
Printre fumatori de gangha si derbedei
Zic..hei toti de mici copii bagabonti
Nu incerca sa fii ca noi daca nu esti n-ai sa poti !
Si nimeni nu va putea vreodata sa-i scoata pe-ai mei din lumea mea
Suntem sute de mii de tra-la-la!
Asa ca poca stiu noi nu traim prea mult
Face-ti cu totii putina galagie sa v-aud
HAI OOOHHH fetele baietii noastrii unde sunt?
Stigati toate: AIII.. si pe voi vreau sa v-aud!

Refren: (x2)
Stii bine ca pe mine nimeni nu ma poate schimba
Nu ma mai intreba ce vreau sa fac cu viata mea
Pentru ca, iti spun de-acum: asa raman pana cand
Va creste iarba la mine pe mormant!


Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Lily Allen - The Fear

i really like this song and i am very curious if this is a sort of irony or just some 'in your face you dumb and greedy consumer' thing. cuz when someone admits in a song that she is 'a weapon of massive consumption' and says ' i am killing them all on my own little mission' - it is a bit intriguing. but anyhow, tumbs upf for this son, Lilly Allen. and now that i see the video, i think it fits very well with the message.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

fooooooooooooc!


in ultima vreme fiecare ultim concert pe care il vad pare a fi cel mai tare din totdeauna.
GOGOL BORDELLO au fost exceptionali aseara! pot sa jur ca prin venele lui eugene circula si altceva in afara de sange (probabil foc) ... toata lumea era in extaz in amfiteatrul acela care a fost arhiplin,toata lumea aplauda si striga cu foc. si cei din taraf de haidoucs au fost tari iar la sfarsit gogol bordello i-au chemat sa cante impreuna. spiritul acestor muzicieni...ei bine, e mishto!

de remarcat ca au inceput in forta cu ultimate melodia mea preferata de la ei! (nu,nu e start wearing purple, ultimate ma reprezinta mai bine) iata si versurile (this shit is better than any life philosophy!):

If we are here not to do
What you and I wanna do
And go forever crazy with it
Why the hell are we even here?

[chorus]
There was never any good old days
They are today, they are tomorrow
It's a stupid thing we say
Cursing tomorrow with sorrow

When we stand here in a row
Looking like a bunch of heroes
I know that-a deep inside
Nothing more but bunch of zeros

Skolko utetchki tepla
Vot takaja vot subda
Nam segodnja suzdena
A bti mezget chto kogda da-j povezet!

[chorus]

Steppin' on the trail of Ultimate
I would never choose to die
So give me the rest of all the secrets
Give me new culture of life

Ultimate!
Ultimate!
Ultimate!
Ultimate!

ps:as fi recunoscatoare daca mi-ar traduce cineva trebile de le zice Eugene in slava:D dau o bere:>
pps: au zis ca se vor intoarce cat pot de repede. sa speram ca va fi intr-un loc udne se va putea dansa! ADICA UNUL FARA SCAUNE! :d

Sunday, June 29, 2008

some rebels don't rebel

killing an arab - za cure

I'm standing on the beach

With a gun in my hand
Staring at the sea
Staring at the sand
Staring down the barrel
At the Arab on the ground
See his open mouth
But I hear no sound

I'm alive
I'm dead
I'm the stranger
Killing an Arab

I can turn
And walk away
Or I can fire the gun
Staring at the sky
Staring at the sun
Whichever I choose
It amounts to the same
Absolutely nothing

I'm alive
I'm dead
I'm the stranger
Killing an Arab

I feel the silver jump
Down smooth in my hand
Staring at the sea
Staring at the sand
Staring down myself
Reflected in the eyes
Of the dead man on the beach
(Dead man on the beach)

I'm alive
I'm dead
I'm the stranger
Killing an Arab


ain't it so? ain't it so? whichever i choose it amounts to the same - absolutely nothing. camus was one bloody good reader of the human soul. his heros are such losers and such winners at the same time. they are the rebels that don't rebel, some twisted motherfuckers... i guess they are some sort of wise people that see humanity for what it's worth and accept it without judging (or at least that's what they are trying to do).

Sunday, May 18, 2008

FUNNY!

okay.i'm not into rap BUT i love this song cuz it's fuckin' funny! lyrics below will convince ya!


Non-Phixion be the real hip hop
We make you wanna kill cops
Cats hatin, 'cause they know I finga girls twats
You feel helpless, real jealous, we killed Elvis
I shot Reagan with the help of the secret service
Super double agent, shoot your mother with my brothers favorite
12 gauge waving at your brain, strange universe, I'm too famous
Leaving the muder scene blameless, drug entertainment
Thugs that'll blaze with laser guns
Saying what I wrote, you feel what I feel
They see the same picture
We made a biscuit do the talk and it became richer
Nobody gets a record deal, you gotta take that shit
Treat the record label like a slut, then rape that bitch

I keep it simple for these stupid cats
Claiming you the facts, but in reality, you a trap
Jesus Christ was a gangsta rapper
They killed him then he came back and made a platinum album
(my favourite part)
The path that travels like the dragon shadow
Invisible to CIA camera angles
They got a file on every rap group
They killed the last man that had proof
They after me for information that I have too

[Chorus]
I'm paranoid, tell me what the fuck they asked you
You fuck around with me and Im'a have to blast you
The CIA tryna kill me, we bad news
Get the fuck up out my way when I pass through
I'm paranoid, tell me what the fuck they asked you
You fuck around with me and Im'a have to blast you
The CIA tryna kill me, we bad news
Fuck around with Non-Phixion thats a bad move

[Sabac Red]
Symbolisms, socialism's live life lead, learn
Struggle war whole drug fiends, the white house burn
Sex, pain, fear, freedom love, young guns be shootin
Genocide, revolution, lost souls, prostitutin
Military confrontation, safe sex, and masturbation
Peace to all the homeless people livin in the train station
Project war, spill the one verse four
Lock the door, burn the disc now everybody hit the mutha fuckin floor
They bustin out a blunt for this shit
I'm number six on they list next to kiss and all these kids
Cause I run wit Asians, Latinos and Black fists
5 percent is caucasians thugs who live communist
They broke in my house, planted bugs in ma lamps and my couch
They after me, what? Let me find out
I'm not havin it, My rap attract the service like a magnet
The bastards gettin under like crowded parties wit no laminents
If Im'a die, Im'a die bustin and strugglin
I'm hostile for the people, fuck them devils and corruptions
Nuttin for nuttin, and if somehow they do
They ID me due to my tattoo

[Chorus]

[Goretex]
Projects for straight jackets, electric shock states
A rock could fall out, traded for royalty rates
Get ya drink on, we build the bombs, spit in ya face
Smart to change cars like cruise the block I do it for chase
Nice spite work, the fancy knife work
Hit to Chirst Non-Phixion striking prison Ice shirts
I paid dues, nothin to lose, Steady bustin off weapons In 2's
When I come home I be smellin shit and furnitures moved
Eat a slug, take some weight off, I lit it so real
I do this for the dead, rest in peace I'm holdin you near
Makin on time, 12 years we on tour we blow you back off
Support cats that jack the car seats and tear ya scalp off
Soldiers of merits, inherited for way back
Cyanide in bullets, so I should follow my stats
We too futuristic, thugs to robots, experiments
Four point restraint and my hyper cube on medicines
Pain Veterans, crippling souls
Its gettin bigger now the information runnin the globe
Its just my mechanics, either wit a gat or xanax
Why spread panic until the sabbath?

[Chorus]


Monday, February 18, 2008

leapsha

postul asta e un raspuns la jocul initiat unii (o leapsha despre iubire) si in care m-a bagat herminedirt,mai multe explicatii aici http://no-3-blog.blogspot.com/2008/02/paranteza.html
no,trebuia sa fi scris mai demult,dar n-am avut timp si scriu acum dupa ce in euforia momentului am luat chitara si am inceput sa zdrangan un cantecel improvizat asa din seninul cerului (pe bune,ma uitam la cer,cu chitara in mana si asta a iesit).
Dm (loud) i take a look at the sky - yayayayay
D (softer) and realise it's blue
D and realise it's blue - (louder) uuuuuuuuu
Dm (softer) when i'm thinking bout you
A (scream) youuuuuuu're a fuckin' bastard
D (real soft) and i think i love you
Dm (louder) but you will never know
you will never know
how could you know when you
A (scream) 're a fuckin bastard
D (real loud) you're a fuckin bastard
(real soft) a fuckin bastard

deci,da..asta am scris eu despre iubire,n-o sa intelegeti nimic...poate daca m-ati auzi cantand...ati intelege... ati intelege cum au inteles si vecinii mei...ati intelege cat de afona sunt... dap,cantecelul nu e o gluma;da' e penal si da e mai mult zgomot,da'ce sa-i fac daca asa imi exprim eu sentimetele? in fond,vorba lui nichita stanescu 'nu trebuie intelese sentimentele -/ ele trebuie sa fie traite.../nu trebuie mai ales sa intelegem - /trebuie mai ales sa fim; dar mai ales sa fi fost,/ intr-adevar, mai ales sa fi fost'

dau leapsha mai departe la thieffa http://www.brainsworms.blogspot.com/

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Never Drink Alone

cum n-am gasit versurile la 'never drink alone' de la anti-nowhere league, am stat eu frumos si le-am scris ca poate le-o mai cauta careva si nu le-o gasi!

oi,oi!
[sorry mate,we don't serve your kind here]
how many beers can i force down my neck

before i forget who i am?
and how many beers must i drink with these queers
before i can prove i'm a man?

let's have a night of drinking
forget about the things to do
let's have another beer or two
- hey,this one's got it's name on you!

and how many bars must i crawl from the stars
before i know i am stoned
how many glasses do i raise to the lassies
and again i walk home all alone

and i will go on drinking
as my world goes on sinking
but i will never drink alone!
yes, i will go on drinking

as my world goes on sinking
but i will never drink alone

let's have a night of drinking
forget about the things to do
let's have another beer or two
- hey,this one's got it's name on you!

and how many chants will it take to piss my pants
or fall in a heath upon the floorand
how many fights can i take on tonight
until i can't fight anymore?

let's have a night of drinking
forget about the things to do
let's have another beer or two
- hey,this one's got it's name on you!
ah,we will go on drinking
as our world goes on sinking
and we we'll never drink alone

and i will go on drinking
as my world goes on sinking
but i will never drink alone
Drink up!:D

Monday, December 10, 2007

no one gives a fuck about the values i would die for

cine a auzit de the libertines probabil ca o sa iubeasca dirty pretty things si mai ales melodia asta. asta-i linkul la clip
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ni276JbqAK8&feature=related

I’m in to myself
On uncertain terms
I put gin in my milk (eu pun coniac si nesquick :D)
To kill all the germs
As I pray for the day
That life will return
And I pray for myself
But I never learn
No I never learn

See I really like you
But I’m nothing like you
I try oh so hard
But don’t get so far
You get my respect
But we don’t connect
Were in it together
So I’ll love you forever
I love you forever
And so it rains on

No one gives a fuck about the values I would die for
Not the faceless civil servants
The rudimentary crack whore
No one gives two fucks about the values I would kill for
Give them something to die for
Give me something to die for

You won’t really see me I live in old movies
Cloaked tightly in sin
So they wont come in
Its like spying on cities
Through cracks in the floor
Thought I knew what the blag was
But now I’m not sure
What do I know anymore?

And no one gives a fuck About the values I would die for
Not the baseist civil servant
The rudimentary crack whore
And no one gives two fucks About the values I could kill for
Give them something to die for
Give me something to die for

Still I’m into myself
On uncertain terms.
I put gin in my milk
It kills all the germs
As I pray for the day
That life will return
And I pray for myself
But I never learn
No I’ll never learn

No one gives a fuck
About the values I would die for
Not the faceless civil servant
A rudimentary crack whore
No one gives two fucks About the values I would kill for
Give me something to die for
Give me something to die for

No one’s too perturbed
About the things that I would cry for
I’ve been trying all my life
Until there’s nothing left to try for
No one’s too perturbed
About the things that I would live for
Give me something to try for
Give me something to try for

Thursday, September 13, 2007

bang,bang

nancy sinatra - bang,bang. un cantec plin de frumusete. frumusete care se descompune in claritate,suavitate si tristete.
mi se pare ciudat ca lucrurile triste pot fi atat de frumoase. exista o frumusete a furtunii, o frumusete a tragedie, o frumusete a minciunii, o frumusete a despartirii si pana si o frumusete a crimei. o frumusete a mortii si chiar o frumusete a cadavrului. e ciudat. frumusete... si totusi,cata tristete!

Monday, August 06, 2007

pentru ca zilele astea ploua...

Sunt un frate tanar, care crede in dreptate,
Am ochi negri dar am mainile curate.
Iubesc pletele si ploaia si camasile-nflorate,
Nu raspund cand mi se-arunca vorbe-n spate.

Un fapt fara importanta ma poate face sa sper,
Ma-nclin si pun in balanta ce-i sfant cu ce-i efemer.

Peste tot atarna greu
Teama de sinceritate...

Dar de cate ori, prieteni, n-am suras cu intristare
Cand sperantele pareau inselatoare.
Cand necinstea si prostia si-ascundeau prin gropi norocul,
Stiti de cate ori, prieteni, le-am prins jocul.

Ne-am saturat de palavre, de carti si filme de soc,
Cu vampe, regi si cadavre, cu stele de iarmaroc.

Ploaia care va veni
Le va potopi pe toate.

Ni-e lehamite de marsuri, de tromboane si plocoane,
De blazoane, de canoane si fasoane.
Fiindca banul si prostia sunt pericole morale
Circul vietii ne-a impus salturi mortale.

Deasupra florilor noastre ciuperca cheama a pustiu,
Din cer cad pasari albastre si totusi nu e prea tarziu.

Ploaia care va veni
Le va potopi pe toate.
Sa-ncercam sa facem noi
Un oras fara pacate.

Ploaia care va veni
Le va potopi pe toate. [ 'Ploaia care va veni' - Pasarea colibri ]

Friday, June 29, 2007

Kill all your frinds

Well you can hide a lot about yourself,
But honey, what're you gonna do?
And you can sleep in a coffin,
But the past ain't through with you.
'Cause we are all a bunch of liars.
Tell me, baby, who do you wanna be?
And we are all about to sell it,
'Cause it's tragic with a capital T.
Let it be, Let it be, Let it be!
'Cause we all wanna party when the funeral ends.
And we all get together when we bury our friends.
It's been eight bitter years since I've been seeing your face.
And you're walking away, and I will die in this place.
Sometimes you scrape and sink so low,
I'm shocked at what you're capable of.
And if this is a coronation,I ain't feeling the love.
'Cause we are all a bunch of animals
That never paid attention in school.
So tell me all about your problems;
I was killing before killing was cool.
You're so cool, You're so cool, So cool!
'Cause we all wanna party when the funeral ends.
And we all get together when we bury our friends.
It's been nine bitter years since I've been seeing your face.
And you're walking away, and I will die in this place.
You'll never take me alive.
You'll never take me alive.
Do what it takes to survive,'Cause I'm still here.
You'll never get me alive.
You'll never take me alive.
Do what it takes to survive,
And I'm still here.
You'll never take me alive.
You'll never get me alive.
Do what it takes to survive,
And I'm still here.
You'll never get me.(Get me!)
You'll never take me.(Take me!)
You'll never get me alive.
'Cause we all wanna party when the funeral ends
And we all get together when we bury our friends.
It's been ten fucking years since I've been seeing Your face 'round here.
And you're walking away, and I will drown in the fear.

Friday, May 04, 2007

Anathema

astazi un prieten mi-a recomandat o trupa. prietenul se numeste Andrei, trupa Anathema. auzisem demult de ei, dar nu am fost curioasa sa-i si ascult, ar el mi-a zis ca sunt genul meu* si dupa ce mi-a facut si o mica descriere a stilului prin comparatii cu My Dying Bride, Pink Floyd si Radiohead am zis ca trebuie sa-i ascult. i-am ascultat si chiar imi place muzica lor si o recomand.


*si eu care credeam ca sunt hard to read!

Saturday, April 28, 2007

protege moi

iata un cantec care imi place foarte mult. versurile spun totul...

C'est le malaise du moment
L'épidémie qui s'étend
La fête est finie on descend
Les pensées qui glacent la raison
Paupières baissées, visage gris
Surgissent les fantômes de notre lit
On ouvre le loquet de la grille
Du taudis qu'on appelle maison
Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want
Protect me
Protect me
Protège-moi, protège-moi {x4}
Sommes nous les jouets du destin
Souviens toi des moments divins
Planants, éclatés au matin
Et maintenant nous sommes tout seuls
Perdus les rêves de s'aimer
Le temps où on avait rien fait
Il nous reste toute une vie pour pleurer
Et maintenant nous sommes tout seuls
Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want
Protect me
Protect me
Protect me from what I want (Protège-moi, protège-moi)
Protect me from what I want (Protège-moi, protège-moi)
Protect me from what I want (Protège-moi, protège-moi)
Protect me
Protect me
Protège-moi, protège-moi {x2}
Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want
Protect meProtect me{x3

Protege-moi"

Friday, March 23, 2007

D7

Straight as an arrow
Defect defect
Not straight,not so straight
Reject reject
Towards anti-social
Solo solo
Standing on the stairs
Cold, cold morning
Ghostly image of fear
Mayday mayday
Gonna leave this region
They'll take me with them

Dimension seven

Straight as an arrow
Defect defect
Not straight, not so straight
Reject reject
Towards anti-social
So dumb, so dumb

Dimension seven (x7)

[er,yeah me likes it a lot. Nirvana by good song this is]

Monday, March 05, 2007

mmm

versuri. sunt versuri care te obsedeaza, care te bantuie. nu acele versuri ale trupelor tale preferate ci de versurile care se potrivesc cu circumstantele dintr-un anumit moment al vietii tale. acele versuri care parca au fost scrise pentru tine, despre tine. urmatoarele sunt versurile pe care le tot fredonez eu cu daruire si nepricepere in perioada asta.

I don't ever wanna be
You
Don't wanna be just like you

Well I don't mind, if you don't mind 'Cause I don't shine if you don't shine


I suppose I could just walk away
Will I disappoint my future if I stay
It's just a day that brings it all about
Just another day and nothing's any good


The teenage queen, the loaded gun The drop dead dream, the Chosen One

Show me the way
To the next whiskey bar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask
For if we don't find
The next whiskey bar
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you
I tell you we must die

I have already paid for all my future sins




Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Modern Way

I know cause I've seen it
It was grey and I want it
Theres no point in sitting
Going crazy on my own


Do you know what
I was put here in the world for
Could you tell me
In three words or more


It's the only way of getting out of here
It's the only way of getting out of here


Take a lesson
From the ones who have been there
My brain is not damaged
But in need of some repair


Hold on to the basics
But we can't change all our tactics
Don't just sit there
Going crazy on your own


It's the only way of getting out of here
It's the only way of getting out of here


This is the modern way
Faking it everyday
Taking it as they come
We're not the only ones
Is that what we used to say
That this is the modern way?


I know where I'm going
I know we are in the knowing
I will stop at nothing
Just to get what I want


It's the only way of getting out of here
It's the only way of getting out of here


This is the modern way
Faking it everyday
Taking it as they come
We're not the only ones
Is that what we used to say
That this is the modern way?


That this is the modern way
Faking it everyday
Taking them as they come
We're not the only ones
Is that what we used to say
That this is the modern way?

a kaiser chiefs blast! my favourite song from this band and the beat my heart beats on right now...

Friday, February 02, 2007

(hi)lyrical

I could be brown I could be blue I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful I could be purple I could be anything you like
Gotta be green Gotta be mean Gotta be everything more
now those lyrics are totally and brilliantly sweet! but that's not the kind of music that helps when you're frustrated and angry and dark and frowning; no,no,no. wonderwall and those cute oasis songs are nice and right only when the sun shines with wormth and hope. right now it's winter.
my chill out music is the satanic one. sanctus diavolos is the cure.the whole album. but everything death, black, grimmish or/and horror goes fine as well! nothing positive will do when i feel like i do right now because i think it's crap. just a nice lie. maybe tomorrow... tomorrow it's gonna get worse! and the day after tomorrow will get even worse.
the only light comes from beneath.

Monday, January 22, 2007

maybe tomorrow

this is the day that Lolito turned 18 and Iulia 17. keep up with the growing old folks ! :P this was also the firs time that i had i drink with a french dude. and i can asure you french people are not that fancy as you'd think. at least sullivan is not. er, the first time i had a drink with Iele. whoo, hope there are many more to come! and,last but not least i just found out that palo alto is the name of a city. and i was like: could there be any conection with the radiohead song?! AND IT IS! they wrote it after a concert in that futuristic city of palo alto:D

Palo Alto

In a city of the future
It is difficult to concentrate
Meet the boss, meet the wife
Everybody's happy Everyone is made for life

In a city of the future
It is difficult to find a space
I'm too busy to see you
You're too busy to wait

But I'm okay, how are you?
Thanks for asking, thanks for asking
But I'm okay, how are you?
I hope you're okay too

Everyone one of those days
When the sky's California blue
With a beautiful bombshell
I throw myself into my work
I'm too lazy, I've been kidding myself for so long

I'm okay, how are you?
Thanks for asking, thanks for asking
But I'm okay, how are you?
I hope you're okay too

Sunday, January 14, 2007

still not 18.f(r)iends surprises.yeah.it's like totally what i like.you know there's a song called 'she likes surprises' by soundgarden.and i DO. anyway it still takes me a long time till i get things through my dumb skull. eu chiar ma prind greu... it's like i get a smack in the face and i'm like ''okay, so that's a fist and it's in my face ....erm... that's goatta mean...erm...that it fuckin' hurts and .... that i gotta hit back or somethin'...'' that's exactly how i am!
and this is like the song of the moment... fiendsi jtiu de ce... so i bring to ya some of the lyrics from a song by some lads called The Libertines, 'music when the lights go out':

Well is it cruel or kind not to speak my mind
And to lie to you, rather than hurt you?[...]
Well I'll confess all of my sins
After several large gins
But still I'll hide from you
And hide what's inside from you.[...]
Well I no longer hear the
Music when the lights go out
Love goes cold in the shades of doubt
The strange fate in my mind is all too clear[...]
But I no longer hear the music
Oh no no no no no
And I no longer hear the music

ow and friends, but most of all fiends, thank all ya parents for bringing you into this world!