Filed under: Current Events, Music | Tags: 9/11, Holocaust, Kanye West, Kanye West Joke, MVA, MVA 2010, Taylor Swift
http://silenceassound.wordpress.com/2009/09/16/something-to-get-you-through-hump-day/
Great photo making fun of the ever ridiculous Kanye West and his MTV Movie Awards fuck up.
“Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.” It’s in the author’s essay. “Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.” It’s in Baz’s song. I fucking hate it!!
I Googled “throw out love letters” and “finding love letters” and in more than 70 percent of the pages that came up quoted this line. There is a pandemic and I want it to stop NOW. It is sick and twisted. Why is this encouraged? Can I write an article for the paper that says “Keep the arsenic, throw away the vitamins”? NO that would be madness. Right.
People who follow this mantra should all have to suffer the discovery of their partner’s kept love letters from exes. I’d love to see their reaction. How about you keep them in an underground vault only to be accessed by yourself in eighty years? Not out, in the open for innocent eyes and minds to discover. Fuck.
Filed under: Music | Tags: Bright Eyes, Conor Oberst, Milk Thistle, Milk Thistle Lyrics
I was reminded of this song today. It is one of my favorite songs by Conor Oberst. I was going to post the lyrics but then I remembered I had already done that a long time ago.
Filed under: Films, Hope, Music | Tags: Britain's Got Talent, I Dreamed a Dream, Les Miserable, Susan, Susan Boyle
There was a time, when men were kind
When their voices were soft
And their words were inviting
There was a time, when love was blind
And the world was a song
And the song was exciting
There was a time, then it all went wrong
I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hope was high and life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung, no wine untasted
But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hope apart
As they turn your dream to shame
He slept a summer by my side
He filled my days with endless wonder
He took my childhood in his stride
But he was gone when autumn came
And still I dream he’ll come to me
That we will live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather
I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I’m living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed
I Dreamed a Dream from Les Miserables (Best wishes, Susan. Your courage was beautiful.)
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How many times have
You heard someone say
If I had his money
I could do things my way
But little they know
That it’s so hard to find
One rich man in ten
With a satisfied mind
Once I was waitin’
In fortune and fame
Everything that I dreamed for
To get a start in life’s game
Then suddenly it happened
I lost every dime
But I’m richer by far
With a satisfied mind
Money can’t buy back
Your youth when you’re old
Or a friend when you’re lonely
Or a love that’s grown cold
The wealthiest person
Is a pauper at times
Compared to the man
With a satisfied mind
When my life has ended
And my time has run out
My friends and my loved ones
I’ll leave there’s no doubt
But one thing’s for certain
When it comes my time
I’ll leave this old world
With a satisfied mind
How many times have
You heard someone say
If I had his money
I could do things my way
But little they know
That it’s so hard to find
One rich man in ten
With a satisfied mind
J.Cash
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“Fade in, start the scene
Enter beautiful girl
But things are not what they seem
As we stand at the edge of the world.”
Excuse me sir,
But I have plans to die tonight
Oh, and you are directly in my way
And I bet you’re gonna say it’s not right
My reply:
Excuse me miss,
But do you have the slightest clue
Of exactly what you just said to me
And exactly who you’re talking to?
She said, “I don’t care, you don’t even know me.”
I said, “I know but I’d like to change that soon, hopefully.”
Yeah, we all flirt with the tiniest notion
Of self conclusion in one simplified motion
You see the trick is that you’re never supposed to act on it
No matter how unbearable this misery gets
You make it sound so easy to be alive
But tell me how am I supposed seize this day
When everything inside me has died
My reply:
Trust me girl
I know your legs are pleading to leap
But I offer you this easy choice
Instead of dying, living with me
She said, “Are you crazy? You don’t even know me.”
I said, “I know but I’d like to change that soon, hopefully.”
Yeah, we all flirt with the tiniest notion
Of self conclusion in one simplified motion
You see the trick is that you’re never supposed act on it
No matter how unbearable this misery gets
I would be lying if I said that things would never get rough
And all this cliche motivation, it could never be enough
I could stand here all night trying to convince you
But what good would that do? My offer stands and you must choose
“All right, you win, but I only give you one night
To prove yourself to be better than my attempt at flight
I swear to God if you hurt me I will leap
I will toss myself from these very cliffs
And you’ll never see it coming.”
I said, “Settle precious, I know what you’re going through
Cause ten minutes before you got here I was gonna jump too.”
Yeah we all flirt with the tiniest notion
Of self conclusion in one simplified motion
You see the trick is that you’re never supposed act on it
No matter how unbearable this misery gets
Spill Canvas
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Milk thistle, milk thistle
Let me down slow
Help me go slow
I’ve been carryin’ on
I’m not scared of nothin’
I’ll go pound for pound
I keep death on my mind
Like a heavy crown
If I go to Heaven,
I’ll be bored as hell
Like a little baby
At the bottom of a well
Fairchild, Fairchild
How are you, man?
Did you fix that storefront?
Did you start that band?
Don’t be scared of nothin’
You go pound for pound
You bring peace to midnight
Like a spotted owl
I’ll be rootin’ for you
Like my favorite team
If somebody sweats you
You just point ‘em out to me
All the sights and sounds
This little world’s too crowded now
And there’s only one way out
An elevator ride
Through the tunnel towards the light
And I’m nowhere-bound
Keep going up and down
Up and down
Newspaper, newspaper
Can’t take no more
You’re here every morning
Waitin’ at my door
And I’m just tryin’ to kiss you
And you stab my eyes
Make me blue forever
Like an island sky
And I’m not pretending
That it’s all okay
Just let me have my coffee
Before you take away the day
Lazarus, Lazarus,
Why all the tears?
Did your faithful chauffer just disappear?
What a lonesome feeling
To be just waitin’ round
Like some washed up actress
In a Tinseltown
But for the record
I’d come pick you up
We’ll head for the ocean
Just say when you’ve had enough
All the light and sound
This little world’s too fragile now
And there’s only one way out
But if you let me slide
I’ll do my best to make things right
And I’m nowhere-bound
Keep going up and down
Up and down
Milk thistle, milk thistle
Let me down slow
Just help me down slow
I’ve been hurryin’ on
I was poised for greatness
I was down and out
I keep death at my heels
Like a basset hound
If i go to heaven
I’ll be bored as hell
Like a crying baby
At the bottom of a well.
Conor Oberst
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Not the best quality. This song is crack. Awesome.
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I haven’t been able to listen to this song in over a year. The song and music video are beautiful and need to be shared.
