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    Saturday, February 22nd, 2020
    2:32 pm
    THE BUG -- CATCH A FIRE
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b-sSqMsckgM

    Kids killing children outside my door step
    Gun shot, gun's hot, knife rules, knifes cruel

    Blue lights are haunting me everyday and every night
    Police shoot, police loot, police lies, police spy

    Catch a fire, catch a fire
    Start a fire, start a fire
    Light a fire, light a fire
    Burn a fire, burn a fire

    White collar vampires sucking blood from London streets
    Black money, stealing honey, blood money, not funny

    Let's clean this city with burning flames of fire
    Crack heads, piss heads, hood rats, undead

    Catch a fire, catch a fire
    Start a fire, start a fire
    Light a fire, light a fire
    Burn a fire, burn a fire

    Everybody knows that violence grows
    This city drives me crazy and schizoid

    Let's clean this city with burning flames of fire
    Crack heads, piss heads, hood rats, undead

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b-sSqMsckgM

    Current Music: The Bug -- Catch a Fire (Official Video)
    Thursday, February 13th, 2020
    12:54 pm
    Есть Есть Есть -- Весна
    Я уверен: написал бы свои лучшие стихи,
    отдавшись всё вокруг оволшебнивающему потоку весны.
    Но инстинкт самосохранения, который мои недоброжелатели
    трусостью почему-то считают, функционирует, слава яйцам, пока старательно,
    оживляя в моём сознании ту самую весну,
    заставившую нежные сердца со всего мира мигрировать в тайгу,
    чтоб там, кормя мошку, самим голодом томясь,
    полагать, что стихнет гнев тех, кто кричал: «В Сибирь всех педрил – жрать грязь!»
    Колонисты от холода спасались, надежду лелея:
    «Получилось ведь для себя добиться земли в своё время евреям».
    Этот же пример вдохновил их и на первую победу
    над мужичьём с окрестных селений, на пяти КАМАЗах приехавших стыдобищу эту
    разогнать по-тихому. Росла голубая колония.
    Был пущен слух о возможном требовании статуса автономии.
    И как на чём попало кубинцы рвутся к Майами,
    Так через северные моря, вверх по реке, к своему таёжному «Гоа»
    ломились уже все подряд маргиналы.
    Занимался апрель, с ним сила дремучая,
    максимизирующая по весне процент самоубийств, срав на рост благополучия.
    Но в тот сезон людей отвлекла от душевного упадка
    мобилизация рядовых запаса. Так штабная грядка
    разрулила ситуацию в тайге для себя нехарактерно тонко.
    И хотя экономичней было клеймо позора вытравить ковровой бомбардировкой,
    всё же решили брать в кольцо. То идеальная война:
    во-первых, против педрил; во-вторых, вечер пятницы, суббота и воскресенье –
    первая половина дня!

    Осторожность и внимание на земле ведь весна –
    Грибница нервных окончаний грубо оголена
    алмазной наждачкой зимы. Так что важные дела
    есть смысл отложить в глупое лето.

    Народный гнев подогрели слухом про шпионов,
    якобы вынюхивающих в лагере мятежников
    месторождения мельхиора
    и титана. На нашей земле, захваченной питуриками в тайге,
    жил Костя-шаман. Дружил с приезжими, удил на реке
    со старым индейцем, представившимся как коллега,
    считавшим это сборище больше шуткой, и все, скорее всего, разбредутся до лета.
    К ним подошли двое хиппи-грязнуль и предложили: «Костян,
    давай тебя накурим крутыми бошками с Ферганы, а ты места силы укажешь нам».
    Эти люди пришли вместе, пришли к одной кочке.
    Костя с детства её спокойно воспринимал как земли эрогенную точку.
    Не под таким, конечно, научно-влекущим определением,
    но что-то в этом направлении. Спутники его же заморские с трудом скрывали волнение.
    Их взорам земля тут обнажилась
    мечтой об обеспеченной жизни в виде этой титан-мельхиоровой жилы.
    А Костю уже штырило: он понял, что понял, куда зыбучие пески Ферганы
    утекают. В полые жилы земли, вот куда! С чем же ферганские колдуны
    черпают силу? Может быть, с верблюдами?
    Не повезло… И с этой мыслью любовно даванул на кочку, блестящую ртутными
    каплями и покрытую свежим мхом,
    в эйфории забыв, что по весне у Земли очень высока чувствительность эрогенных зон.
    Чуть вздрогнула кочка ста тысячами миллионов миллиардов тонн
    чего-то скрытого, импульсом прошила Костю и вышла ртом,
    волной звуковой, вызвавшей у всех бедных колонистов
    острое ощущение конца и одно возможное решение: сквозь врага пробиться.

    Осторожность и внимание на земле ведь весна –
    Грибница нервных окончаний грубо оголена
    алмазной наждачкой зимы. Так что важные дела
    есть смысл отложить в глупое лето.

    Около окопов, выписанные из центра, вяло шутили Гарики –
    неясно, над какой стороной больше – о бусах из трофейных голубых шариков,
    как раздалось: «Бегут!» Неслись на ополченцев тысячи,
    с руками голыми, глазами бешеными… Минут двадцати
    хватило охотникам заядлым и ветеранам пейнтбола
    на отстрел мятежных питуриков и к ним примкнувших. Ни одного урода
    не пропустили, а наши потери – только чуть испорченное Б.М.П.
    Автогеном его пришлось резать, чтоб достать из него челика. Где,
    непонятно, успело того контузить. Он повторял одно: «Гады,
    сепаратистской своей выходкой не удалось сорвать вам нашей олимпиады».
    Эту историю я в памяти оживляю для самоотрезвления –
    Держаться и не вестись на весеннюю истерику: ни драк, ни танцев, ни пения!

    Осторожность и внимание на земле ведь весна –
    Грибница нервных окончаний грубо оголена
    алмазной наждачкой зимы. Так что важные дела
    есть смысл отложить в глупое лето.


    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iYZN9SZTC5c

    Current Mood: peaceful
    Current Music: Есть Есть Есть -- Весна
    Wednesday, February 12th, 2020
    11:19 pm
    Computer Magic - Mindstate
    Lately I feel like I'm biding my time
    So much I need to carry

    Disappearing deeper into my mind
    Am I just ordinary

    Made another mistake I guess I should go
    I never stray too far

    A higher power that you should know
    Just wanna drive your car

    You wanna stay
    In this mindstate

    You wanna stay
    In this mindstate

    Too many words and too many thoughts
    Walkin over the bridge night

    So many faces so many lost
    Talking might do you right

    I wanna stay
    In this mindstate

    I wanna stay
    In this mindstate

    I wanna stay
    In this mindstate

    I wanna stay
    In this mindstate

    So I never try to leave
    I never try to leave this place
    I never try to leave

    My head is hazy and my heart is too
    As I slip out of consciousness

    And if I'm not crazy what should I do
    As I take a second breath

    I wanna stay
    In this mind state

    I wanna stay
    In this mind state

    I wanna stay
    In this mind state

    I wanna stay
    In this mind state

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QcCjTDc3xlo

    Current Music: Computer Magic - Mindstate
    Saturday, January 4th, 2020
    4:20 pm
    Peter Seeger -- Do as the Doukhobors do
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-rCswCuNx6M

    There's a new tactic to use, my dear,
    If you have a protest no one wants to hear,
    Just attend a rally where the big shots meet
    Strip to your hide and walk down the street.

    Way up in Canada, Doukhobor lads
    Were sent to public schools disapproved of by their dads,
    So the Doukhobor mamas said "That's enough"
    And they went to the meeting in the buff.

    Do as the Doukhobors do, honey,
    Do as the Doukhobors do.

    If government policy gets on your nerves
    And no one pays attention to you
    Throw away your dresses and your lingerie too,
    And do as the Doukhobors do.

    Our women hold meetings to stop atom tests,
    They're not afraid of billy clubs, cops and arrests,
    They sign those petitions 'til they're sad in the face
    And still they seem to be getting no place.

    They little boat EVERYMAN couldn't leave port,
    Bomb tests continue of every sort
    We've got to do something that's wild and new,
    And do as the Doukhobors do.

    Do as the Doukhobors do, honey,
    Do as the Doukhobors do.

    If government policy gets on your nerves
    And no one pays attention to you
    Throw away your dresses and your lingerie too,
    And do as the Doukhobors do.

    Of course, down in Cannes on the coast of France,
    You'd get no attention minus bras and pants,
    If you'd hit the beach in a grin or less,
    They'd think you had on last year's bathing dress.

    But up there in Canada at twenty below
    People keep covered from head to toe.
    Kennedy would send a cup of coffee or two
    If we did as the Doukhobors do.

    Do as the Doukhobors do, honey,
    Do as the Doukhobors do.

    If government policy gets on your nerves
    And no one pays attention to you
    Throw away your dresses and your lingerie too,
    And do as the Doukhobors do.

    Current Music: Peter Seeger -- Do as the Doukhobors do
    Friday, December 27th, 2019
    3:39 pm
    Einstürzende Neubauten -- Redukt
    Redukt
    Einstürzende Neubauten

    Мої руки, руки, ноги, тіло і я
    Meine Hände, meine Arme, meine Beine, mein Körper und ich

    Незмінний, незнищенний, я, я.
    Das Unveränderliche, Unzerstörbare, Selbst, Ich .

    Центр, ядро ​​всієї культури клітин людини.
    Der Mittelpunkt, der Zellkern der gesamten menschlichen Zellkultur.

    Хіба я, я в кожній камері?
    Bin ich, ist Ich in jeder Zelle?

    Я навряд чи сума генетичного матеріалу,
    Wohl kaum ist Ich die Summe des genetischen Materials,

    Наче музика була на схемі радіо.
    Als wäre die Musik im Schaltplan des Radios.

    Чи є щось зайве, твердне, що можна позбавити?
    Gibt es Überflüssiges, Festgewordenes, das sich abstreifen lässt,

    Що можна скинути, як баласт, мішки з піском з вільної кулі?
    Das sich abwerfen lässt wie Ballast, Sandsäcke aus einem Freiballon?

    Шар за шаром, епідерміс, мезенхіма та дерма.
    Schicht für Schicht, Epidermis, Mesenchym und Lederhaut.

    Волокна, м’язи,
    Fasern, Muskeln,

    Сухожилля, м'ясо, капіляри, вени, вени, жирова тканина, нервові шляхи, кістки,
    Sehnen, Fleisch, Kapillare, Venen, Adern, Fettgewebe, Nervenbahnen, Knochen,

    Позначка, кістки.
    Mark, Gebein.

    А де чи що залишилося?
    Und wo oder was ist übrig?

    Его претендує доти, як язик, махає рукою
    Das Ich behauptet, solange eine Zunge, eine fuchtelnde Hand

    Я можу сперечатися?
    Ich behaupten kann?

    Що, якщо можливо, теж стверджує головою.
    Das wenn möglich auch noch kopflos behauptet.

    (Як головоноги, одним ударом, одна голова коротше)
    (Wie Cephalophoren, mit einem Hieb, einen Kopf kürzer)
    Redukt!
    Redukt!
    Що відбувається в коханні, межа, надлишок або
    Das was passiert in der Liebe, die Entgrenzung, das Ausufern oder

    Знеболюючий, до моменту, коли залишилося лише щось.
    Die Betäubung, bis zu einem Punkt, dem Punkt wo nur noch etwas übrigbleibt.

    Глуха гайка (яка не розвинулася), загалом: розвиток,
    Die taube Nuss (die sich nicht entwickelt hat), überhaupt: Entwicklung,

    Ніби щось було намотано, нитка Аріадни, яка натягнута на всю довжину,
    Als wäre etwas aufgewickelt, Ariadnes Faden, der zur vollen Länge ausgestreckt,

    Слід вживати.
    Verbraucht werden müsste.

    Завжди довго на стіні, це надійний вогонь,
    Immer an der Wand lang, ist todsicher,

    Вихід із саду, лабіринт.
    Der Weg aus dem Garten, dem Irrgarten.

    Я неправильно переношу час
    Ich irre zum Zeitvertreib,

    Ніби час інакше впаде на мене, як на звірячу тварину.
    Als würde sich sonst die Zeit auf mich stürzen, wie ein aasfressendes Tier.
    Redukt!
    Redukt!
    Давайте все це закипить!
    Lassen wir das Ganze einköcheln!
    Redukt!
    Redukt!
    Ми дивимось у потік померлого,
    Wir schauen in den Strom der schon Verstorbenen,

    Це зменшує плину часу,
    Die den Zeitfluss heruntertreiben,

    Через дельту, до гирла, у відкрите космічне море.
    Durchs Delta , zur Mündung, ins offene kosmische Meer.

    Чи є ще?
    Kommen da noch welche?

    Чи мають трупи щось сказати?
    Haben die Leichen irgendwas zu sagen?

    За винятком: дивіться!
    Ausser: Seht!

    Скандал!
    Skandal!

    Ми такі, якими ви будете!
    Wir sind die, die ihr erst sein werdet!

    Ми тут!
    Wir sind da!

    Твій ні!
    Ihr nicht!

    Але смерть залишається ненависною для всієї людської природи
    But death stays hated to all of human nature

    Це зриває надію майже на землю
    It tears down hope almost to the ground
    Redukt!
    Redukt!
    Фундамент знаходиться в неправильному місці,
    Das Fundament steht an der falschen Stelle,

    Ви повинні були поставити цей будинок у небі
    Man hätte dieses Haus in den Himmel setzen sollen,

    Так що боги вмирають регулярно
    Damit die Götter sterben, regelmässig

    І в класичних пропорціях.
    Und in zeitlich klassischen Proportionen.

    Золоте співвідношення через горло одного
    Der Goldene Schnitt durch die Kehle eines

    Чесне небесне тіло,
    Verehrbaren Himmelskörpers,

    Потім його божественна кров
    Der daraufhin sein göttliches Blut

    короткими сплесками небесними літніми ранками,
    in kurzen Stössen in den himmlischen Sommermorgen,

    Тому що завжди літо, стріляй
    Weil es immer Sommer ist, verschießt,

    поки ти, жінка, я можу сказати, що входить:
    bis Man, Frau, ich eingeschlossen sagen kann:

    Нарешті, нескінченно, залишившись у спокої,
    Endlich, unendlich, in Ruhe gelassen,

    але спритний, вільний шумити, без вини!
    aber beweglich, frei zu lärmen, ohne Schuld!
    Redukt!
    Redukt!

    Current Mood: peaceful
    Current Music: Einstürzende Neubauten -- Redukt
    Thursday, December 26th, 2019
    10:05 am
    Computer Magic - Suspicious Minds (Official Video)
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i6ywGYX54A0


    We’re caught in a trap
    I can’t walk out
    Because I love you too much, baby

    Why can’t you see
    What you’re doing to me
    When you don’t believe a word I say?

    We can’t go on together
    With suspicious minds
    And we can’t build our dreams
    On suspicious minds

    So if an old friend I know
    Drops by to say hello
    Would I still see suspicion in your eye?

    Here we go again
    Asking where I’ve been
    You can see these tears are real, I’m crying

    We can’t go on together
    With suspicious minds
    And we can’t build our dreams
    On suspicious minds

    Oh, let our love survive
    I’ll dry the tears from your eyes
    Let’s don’t let a good thing die
    When, honey, you know I have never lied to you
    Mmm, yeah, yeah

    We’re caught in a trap
    I can’t walk out
    Because I love you too much, baby

    Why can’t you see
    What you’re doing to me
    When you don’t believe a word I say?

    Don’t you know we’re caught in a trap?
    I know I can’t walk out
    Because I love you too much, baby

    Current Mood: awake
    Current Music: Computer Magic - Suspicious Minds
    Sunday, December 22nd, 2019
    8:04 am
    Deerhunter -- Détournement
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VW0NTZogzWQ

    [Verse]
    Good morning to Japan
    And the eastern sunrise

    Over these majestic cliffs
    And the vultures circling

    Hello to salt water and good times
    And there is not much left to go

    Your struggles won't be long
    And there will be no sorrow on the other side
    Only three freedoms and a range of texts
    Like old, old times coming back

    Hello to Europe and your gardens wet with rain
    Hello to Spain

    There is some form of art left
    That we can imagine a world drawn piece for piece

    And we can contact the higher spirits from our electronic brains
    Hello to America and many lines drawn across America

    Hello to California, with your mist of driftwood and rock
    And giant redwoods casting shadows on the past

    (Hello)
    Hello Russia
    Hello Australia
    Eternal jet lag
    And time starts to run backwards
    Hello eternal return
    Eternal détournement

    Current Mood: awake
    Current Music: Deerhunter -- Détournement
    Wednesday, December 11th, 2019
    10:34 am
    Tash Sultana -- Pink Moon
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VWlixpOloJo

    [Verse 1]
    Pink moon
    Light the darkest room
    So I'll find my way
    Put the records on
    Play my favourite song
    Wipe the dust away

    [Verse 2]
    Carry that weight
    I miss the motion
    Bury your heart
    In the deepest ocean
    And I will tremble
    Quivering hands
    I sink like quicksand, oh

    [Pre-Chorus]
    Blinded by the light
    Putting up one hell of a fight
    Weightless in the water
    Don't care what they taught ya
    No, I don't care
    No I don't
    No I

    [Chorus]
    I don't care
    No, I don't care
    'Cause I'm going crazy, again
    'Cause I'm going crazy, again

    [Verse 3]
    Pink moon
    Light the darkest room
    So I'll unhinge my brain
    Send me on a soul train
    Kiss away the pain
    It all feels the same
    Put the kettle on
    Coffee high for fun
    Cut the noose, run away
    You're running with the wind
    Winter soon ends
    I'm buckling in my shins

    [Pre-Chorus]
    Blinded by the light
    Put up one hell of a fight
    Weightless in the water
    Don't care what they taught ya
    No, I don't care

    Current Mood: awake
    Current Music: Tash Sultana -- Pink Moon
    Tuesday, November 19th, 2019
    1:30 am
    DEERHUNTER -- NOTHING EVER HAPPENED
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4MOECvAlbXk

    [Verse 1]
    Only when I dream but there's no way out
    You learn to choke, you learn to shout
    Focus on the depth that was never there
    Eliminate what you can't repair

    [Chorus]
    Nothing ever happened to me
    Nothing ever happened to me
    Nothing ever happened to me
    Life just passed and flashed right through me

    [Verse 2]
    Sleep through the winter, awake in spring
    Adjust your eyes to the state of things
    Focus on the depth that was never there
    Nothing's easy, nothing's fair

    [Chorus]
    Nothing ever happened to me
    Nothing ever happened to me
    Nothing ever happened to me
    Life just passed and flashed right through me

    Current Mood: sleepy
    Current Music: DEERHUNTER -- NOTHING EVER HAPPENED
    Monday, November 11th, 2019
    10:38 am
    Molly Nilsson - The Power Ballad
    Bless the poets in their graves
    who say we're all gonna be saved
    In the most unpredictable way
    On the most predictable day

    Who loves a sceptic?
    And who do skeptics love?
    Who won't surrender to the mysteries above
    we were all born to be
    so dangerously free

    The Power of Love
    vs. the Love of Power

    Don't wanna grow in their gardens
    I wanna be the weed beyond the fence
    I wanna live outside the frame
    with no name in my defense

    Fame, only makes you inhumane
    Look at the kings all gone insane
    I only wanna be rich
    if everyone in the whole world is

    The Power of Love
    vs. the Love of Power

    I'd rather wear shirts with broken seams
    than to wear their hand-me-down dreams
    Fashion only lasts a little while
    but an open mind is always in style

    You gotta be brave to be so afraid
    I feel like I win every time I fail

    The Power of Love
    vs. the Love of Power


    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WD6sVoyOEcc

    Current Mood: awake
    Current Music: Molly Nilsson - The Power Ballad
    Friday, September 20th, 2019
    8:58 pm
    ЭЛИЗИУМ -- РЕЛИГИЯ ЯД
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WPiOCM3orpw

    Пером рабкора и светом науки,
    Разоблачайте сектантские штуки.
    Хорошим меня, воспитала мама,
    А не какой-то служитель храма.
    Тянет поп к прежнему, - да где ж ему.
    Тянет поп к прежнему, - да где ж ему.

    Религия - яд. Береги ребят.

    Небо осмотрели, и внутри и наружно.
    Ни богов, ни ангелов не обнаружено.
    Понятно для каждого: где дело строится,
    Вредят одинаково: поп и пропоица.
    Оградим детей от поповских когтей!
    Оградим детей от поповских когтей!

    Вера - вредна, вреднее вина.
    Религия - яд. Береги ребят.

    Current Mood: peaceful
    Current Music: ЭЛИЗИУМ -- РЕЛИГИЯ ЯД
    Sunday, September 8th, 2019
    2:52 pm
    COCOROSIE -- END OF TIME
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xe3dZqPi7Ws


    [Chorus]
    This is the end of time
    Let's all hug and say goodbye
    This is the end of time
    We're all heavenward and weary

    [Verse 1]
    The babes, the guns
    The waist, the punks
    I don't need no human friends
    The cars, the wars, the shopping malls
    I can leave you all behind
    And I will chase my brother's shadow
    Leave my own hung in the closet
    The stars that I can hardly see
    I know you're looking down on me

    [Verse 2]
    And Jesus, by the way, dear Lord
    You always protected me
    From father's harm, his wicked laugh
    It echoes through the canyon
    The earth will spit us out one day
    Like broken angels cast away
    Let's just hug and say goodbye
    We're all heavenwards and weary

    [Chorus]
    This is the end of time
    Let's all hug and say goodbye
    This is the end of time
    We're all heavenward and weary

    [Verse 3]
    But love will come into our hearts
    On that final day where life
    Meets us at the edge of time
    This will not be televised
    The televisions all have died
    Filled with water cyanide
    Angels winged ones will survive
    We're all blind smoke in our eyes
    So let's just hug and say goodbye
    We're all heavenwards and weary

    [Chorus]
    This is the end of time
    Let's all hug and say goodbye
    This is the end of time
    We're all heavenward and weary

    Current Mood: awake
    Current Music: COCOROSIE -- END OF TIME
    Monday, August 26th, 2019
    12:00 am
    king midas sound - earth a killya
    https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=CNtaFJoayqw

    the earth will kill you if you try to kill it
    your body heals you if you discipline it
    in this time we have to live with earth
    stop the relentless pursuit of money
    everyt'ing have a soul
    rivers, stones, plants, and trees all living
    their power can be used and good, or destroyed
    we shall all live again through births and deaths, spirits persist
    live simple
    you can't sell the earth for profit
    it's to live, not to sell
    the earth will kill you if you try to kill it
    it's a long time now we organic
    dem so called called scientists now catch on
    why they wanna call we thinkin' primitive
    when they first thought these drugs to poison
    and look how they poison all the water
    and sellin' it back to us in plastic bottles
    the earth will kill you if you try to kill it
    your body heals you if you discipline it
    my stomach is no graveyard for the dead
    plant t'ings, herbs, yams, callaloo
    t'ings that come from the dust
    man come from the dust
    so you thought the west could make a system to live?
    well, now we'll see who dead first
    one thing i know, my liberty is my liberty
    you see, my grandmother anytime she was sick
    she would dream what see need to eat
    and wanna talk abou' medicine?
    she was in touch
    she say all animals in the world could do this
    why not man?
    but it seems we lose this ability
    just to keep in touch with what we need to live
    the earth will kill you if you try to kill it
    your body heals you if you discipline it

    Current Music: king midas sound - earth a killya
    Monday, August 19th, 2019
    1:51 am
    GAZELLE TWIN -- MUCH BETTER IN MY DAY
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OZeQd4qCFPo

    [Hook 1]
    Much better in my day
    It was much better in my day

    [Hook 2]
    Much better in my day
    No locked doors, no foreigners

    [Hook 3]
    Just look at these kids now
    No respect, no proper jobs

    [Hook 1]
    Much better in my day
    It was much better in my day

    [Interlude]
    We worked hard

    [Hook 3]
    Just look at these kids now
    No respect, no proper jobs

    [Hook 4]
    Much better in my day
    Much better in my day
    Much better in my day
    Much better in my day
    Much better in my day
    Much better in my day
    Much better in my day
    Much better in my day

    [Hook 5]
    Much better in my day
    Streets were safe back then
    Boys were boys, girls were girls

    [Hook 6]
    Much better in my day
    Ooh the golden days

    [Hook 7]
    Much better in my day
    The streets were safe back then

    [Hook 8]
    Much better in my day
    Oh the good old golden days

    Current Mood: working
    Current Music: GAZELLE TWIN -- MUCH BETTER IN MY DAY
    Friday, August 9th, 2019
    1:00 am
    Stereolab -- Jenny Ondioline
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4nSmBWacnqE



    Life on Earth is a bloody hazardous affair
    As in the city, the republic was collapsing away
    I think the brilliant crust's hiding sad realities to come
    And there's a decisive battle that we all had that we lost

    I don't care if the fascists have to win
    I don't care democracy's being fucked
    I don't care socialism's full of sin
    The unbeatable system engenders rot
    But what is exciting
    Is the challenge and stimulation
    But the tensions help keep it creative there’s no doubt

    The absence of profounder transformation in the country
    Make their hopes turn sour feelings are let down in a hurry
    Obviously, once more it could be to the contrary
    A bit of love - oh don't you get too revolutionary

    I don't care if the fascists have to win
    I don't care democracy's being fucked
    I don't care socialism's full of sin
    The immutable system is so corrupt
    But what is exciting
    Is the challenge and stimulation
    But the tensions help keep it creative there’s no doubt

    Life on Earth is a bloody hazardous affair
    In place of melody, the two of them are like a country
    The horrors of the war were to be repeated anyway
    It was like taking candy from a baby

    We got to keep the lift, hope, and struggle
    We got to keep the lift, hope, and struggle
    Where is the lift, the hope, and the struggle?
    We got to keep the lift, hope, and struggle

    We got to keep the lift, hope, and struggle
    Where is the lift, the hope, and the struggle?
    We got to keep the lift, hope, and struggle
    Where is the lift, the hope, and the struggle?

    Give me the strength, the lift, hope, and struggle
    We got to keep the lift, hope, and struggle
    Where is the lift, the hope, and the struggle?
    We got to keep the lift, hope, and struggle

    We got to keep the lift, hope, and struggle
    Where is the lift, the hope, and the struggle?
    Give me the strength, the lift, hope, and struggle
    Give me the strength, the lift, hope, and struggle

    We got to keep the lift, hope, and struggle
    Where is the lift, the hope, and the struggle?
    Give me the strength, the lift, hope, and struggle
    Give me the strength, the lift, hope, and struggle

    Give me the strength, the lift, hope, and struggle
    We got to keep the lift, hope, and struggle
    Where is the lift, the hope, and the struggle?
    We got to keep the lift, hope, and struggle

    We got to keep the lift, hope, and struggle
    Where is the lift, the hope, and the struggle?
    We got to keep the lift, hope, and struggle
    Where is the lift, the hope, and the struggle?

    We got to keep the lift, hope, and struggle
    We got to keep the lift, hope, and struggle
    Where is the lift, the hope, and the struggle?
    We got to keep the lift, hope, and struggle

    Current Mood: peaceful
    Current Music: STEREOLAB -- JENNY ONDIOLINE
    Thursday, July 18th, 2019
    7:22 pm
    COCOROSIE -- LOST GIRLS
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aRa-SlftLQo


    Warming the hearts of
    Tragic hoodlum spirits
    Brighten the eyes of
    Petty thieves who crawl at night
    Who feign to use a knife
    Jingle jangle the cosmos are on fire
    The blazing lines of the criminal choir
    Rejoiced to be alive
    Broken and depraved
    Sullied mop and rusted pail
    Centuries of poison to escape this heaven or hell
    This earthly cell
    Of dead flowers and so many wounded foes
    It's hard to remember fantasy or horror
    Unwarranted Caresses
    Little Lolitas who want to be held in large hands
    Dear Father, who art in heaven
    Hollow be thy name
    Witches confused by their own magic
    Witches displeased by their own perfume
    Shame-locked women
    Shaman women
    Fuming with shame
    Love-locked women
    Women their own magic women
    Shadow body, shadow spirit
    White blood, blue night
    Angels lyrics
    Female creature wilted high in the rafters
    Orgies of dust and butterfly laughter
    Shadows spilling into the babe's milk
    Sorry eyes of ghost's memoir
    Four blue plus two, that makes six
    That's twelve times two
    Two brown eyes, one green
    Hazel's asleep in the hayloft
    Down the road drowning in dry grass
    In the sweet maiden's lap poisoned with nightshade
    Witch's last laugh
    Stick your thumb out and
    Lift up your skirt
    Someone's gonna stop here soon

    Take down your hair and wind up your grin
    Someone's gonna take you home
    Stick out your thumb and lift up your skirt
    Someone's gonna stop here soon
    Take down your hair and wind up your grin
    Someone's gonna take you home

    Even though red's not your color
    I'll dress you in feathers
    And fly you in the windy weather
    Like a child bird marooned
    On an island of cats
    Little dewy brawling cats
    With cross-eyes and hats
    They take mercy on you
    They take you for walks
    The mercy choir singing dismal hymns
    Watery bible rims
    All jumbled a mess
    A mess of bright graves
    And flowers and balloons

    Stick out your thumb
    And lift up your skirt
    Someone's bound to stop here soon
    Take down your hair
    And wind up your grin
    Someone's gonna take you home

    Stick out your thumb
    And lift up your skirt
    Someone's bound to stop here soon
    Take down your hair
    And wind up your grin
    Someone's gonna take you home

    Stick out your thumb
    And lift up your skirt
    Someone's bound to stop here soon
    Take down your hair
    And wind up your grin
    Someone's gonna take you home

    With a knapsack of trinket
    I'm off to seek my fortune again
    Chasing ghosts of dead orphans
    Friend, cousin or kin
    We wave to the passer by
    Moth wings of a butterfly
    Endless tracks where no car pass
    Close your eyes and you can fly

    I'm off to meet my soul mate
    A naked fawny jail bait
    Wading into ponds
    Filly with polly wogs at dawn
    Mourning the light
    That slipped from my eyes
    A little child with dirty nails and dirty hair
    I had dirty things scrawled upon my mind

    Stick out your thumb
    And lift up your skirt
    Someone's bound to stop here soon
    Take down your hair
    And wind up your grin
    Someone's gonna take you home

    Stick out your thumb
    And lift up your skirt
    Someone's bound to stop here soon
    Take down your hair
    And wind up your grin
    Someone's gonna take you home

    Stick out your thumb
    And lift up your skirt
    Someone's bound to stop here soon
    Take down your hair
    And wind up your grin
    Someone's gonna take you home

    Stick out your thumb
    And lift up your skirt
    Someone's bound to stop here soon
    Take down your hair
    And wind up your grin
    Someone's gonna take you home

    Stick out your thumb
    And lift up your skirt
    Someone's bound to stop here soon
    Take down your hair
    And wind up your grin
    Someone's gonna take you home

    Current Music: COCOROSIE -- LOST GIRLS
    Sunday, July 7th, 2019
    1:40 pm
    LADYTRON -- THE ANIMALS
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wmeg3SVHb_U

    There's no law
    There's no God
    There's no harm
    There's no love

    We are more like you
    Than the ones that you knew

    Fountain bold
    Crystal dress
    Tribeca queen
    Dismantle cross

    We are more like you
    Than the ones that you knew

    Is it that we know we are animals?
    All because to them we are animals
    You're inventing words for defending me
    While I know to shoot for the enemy
    While I know to shoot from the enemy
    You're inventing words for defending me

    It's because to them we are animals
    Or because we know we are animals

    Concrete soul
    Machine the heart
    Poison creep
    Prime me for love

    We are more like you
    Than the ones that you knew

    Is it that we know we are animals?
    All because to them we are animals

    You're inventing words for defending me
    While I know to shoot for the enemy
    While I know to shoot from the enemy
    You're inventing words for defending me

    It's because to them we are animals
    Or because we know we are animals
    Is it that we know we are animals?

    All because to them we are animals

    You're inventing words for defending me
    While I know to shoot for the enemy
    While I know to shoot from the enemy
    You're inventing words for defending me
    It's because to them we are animals
    Or because we know we are animals

    There's no law
    There's no God
    There's no harm
    There's no love

    Current Music: LADYTRON -- THE ANIMALS
    Monday, July 1st, 2019
    7:14 pm
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QEAKCCFWXoY

    Менты хуже пидарасов.



    Давно за кордон уехали все евреи,
    Но не стал гегемон добрее или мудрее -
    Все флюродросят ментам, от шпаны до министров,
    А в качестве главных врагов теперь гам-м-ма-сексуалисты.

    Но по последним новостям этого часа
    Проблемы по ментам реальней, чем по пидарасам,
    Ведь - кто нападает из темноты? Менты!
    Кто выставляет блокпосты? Менты!
    Кто забрал все твои деньги вчера? Мусора, в бога душу их мать!
    А пидарас обычно хочет
    Просто отсосать.

    Подруга сказала: "у вас тут опять как при ка-ге-бе",
    Они шли с вокзала, у них ничё не было на себе, -
    "И тут подъезжает, как это по-рюсски, Уазик -
    "И три милицейский хотеть посмотреть мой коричневый глазик!"

    Каждый сам на себе изучает свою природу,
    Каждый сам по себе отмеряет себе свободу,
    И меня изумляет, когда кто за меня что решает,
    А хуй, блядь, ментовский при этом во рту ему не мешает!

    А по последним новостям этого часа
    Проблем по мусорам побольше, чем по пидарасам,
    Кто нападает из темноты? Менты!
    Кто выставляет блокпосты? Менты!
    Кто забрал все твои деньги вчера? Мусора, в бога душу их мать!
    А пидарас обычно хочет
    Просто отсосать.

    Current Music: "Менты хуже пидарасов" Захар Май, Одесса, 5 июня 2009, Клуб "Шкаф"
    Saturday, June 22nd, 2019
    8:58 am
    BAD RELIGION -- MY SANITY
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qbikab-cJD0

    BAD RELIGION -- MY SANITY

    When the world has gone mad
    And there's nowhere to roam
    The lights are all on but nobody's home
    There comes a time
    When you look up to the sky
    And ask why do my favorite songs always make me cry
    And am I losing
    My sanity, my sanity
    I've nothing to lose, so please let me be
    I've got a firm grip and strong roots like a tree
    Burrowed deep in reality
    I won't let you go, what else can there be
    You're all I have
    When you swore to be true
    Our bed was belief
    But alternative facts snuck in like a thief
    There comes a time to release the cord of self
    And with confidence declare your state of perfect mental health
    Never doubting
    My sanity, my sanity
    I've nothing to lose, so please let me be
    My life is a song, a short melody
    Harmonizing with reality
    I've got it real bad, there's no remedy
    You're all I have, my dear sanity
    Sometimes there's no sane reason for optimism
    Oh my sanity, my sanity
    I've nothing to lose, so please let me be
    My life is a song, a short melody
    Harmonizing with reality
    I've got it real bad, there's no remedy
    My world picture is exemplary
    I won't let you go, what else can there be
    You're all I have, my dear sanity

    Current Music: BAD RELIGION -- MY SANITY
    Sunday, May 26th, 2019
    5:57 pm
    THE DREAM SYNDICATE -- BLACK LIGHT
    THE DREAM SYNDICATE -- BLACK LIGHT

    Crawled out from beneath the rock
    Crustacean rough and steely strong
    A weathered eye with a ticking heart
    I know where and why but not how long

    Exposed against the night
    Colors flip and reunite
    Under the black light

    Sucker punched the misery truck
    Suis Generis, random luck
    Trick the body but the mind won't follow
    The mission is mighty but the foundation is hollow

    Revealed by the night
    Switching the polarity of sight
    Against the black light

    I work far below the surface
    Waiting for semaphore of light in the dark
    And they play for me with synergy, lethargy, fantasies
    Broken needles and dead batteries

    Suspended by the night
    It’s funny the things you see
    When you flip on the black light

    Exposed against the night
    Colors flip and reunite
    That's the lure of the black light

    Current Music: THE DREAM SYNDICATE -- BLACK LIGHT
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