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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) (Comment on this)
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 (5 Comments |Comment on this)
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 (Comment on this)
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 (Comment on this)
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 (Comment on this)
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 (1 Comment |Comment on this)
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 (2 Comments |Comment on this)
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 (2 Comments |Comment on this)
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 (Comment on this)
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 (Comment on this)
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 (Comment on this)
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 (Comment on this)
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 (1 Comment |Comment on this)
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 (Comment on this)
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 (1 Comment |Comment on this)
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 (Comment on this)
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 (Comment on this)
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" (2 Comments |Comment on this)
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 (Comment on this)
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 (Comment on this)