No song today.
Was a good day, brunch with the kids and my wife’s dad, then off to the Ukrainian Cultural Heritage Village with my side of the family and back to my parents for a supper BBQ… oh and my kids were kind enough to get me another 50mm f/1.8 to replace the one I broke back in May!
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Marilyn Manson : The Reflecting God : Antichrist Superstar (1996)
Back to the textures tonite… groove back? Doubt it. Love this whole album…
Snag a listen while you reflect with me.
Texture provided by the ever so talented and generous ghostbones.
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your world is an ashtray
we burn and coil like cigarettes
the more you cry your ashes turn to mud
it’s the nature of the leeches, the virgin’s
feeling cheated
you’ve only spent a second of your life
my world is unaffected, there is an exit here
I say it is and then it’s true,
there is a dream inside a dream,
I’m wide awake the more I sleep
you’ll understand when I’m dead
I went to god just to see, and I was looking at me
saw heaven and hell were lies
when I’m god everyone dies
scar/can you feel my power?
shoot here and the world gets smaller
scar/scar/can you feel my power?
one shot and the world gets smaller
let’s jump upon the sharp swords
and cut away our smiles
without the threat of death
there’s no reason to live at all
my world is unaffected, there is an exit here
I say it is and then it’s true,
there is a dream inside a dream,
I’m wide awake the more I sleep
you’ll understand when I’m dead
"each thing i show you is a piece of my death"
shoot shoot shoot motherfucker
no salvation, no forgiveness
"this is beyond your experience"
forgiveness…
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Red Hot Chili Peppers : Funny Face : Snow ((Hey Oh)) B Side (2006)
Oops. 11:56pm. No SP! Gah!!! So you get funny face. More like psycho face. Hah. See, I can be funny sometimes.
"It’s 11:56pm. Do you know where your SP is?"
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It must have been your funny face
It must have been your laugh
It must have been your paper chase that
Wasn’t quite enough
It must have been your tiny dance that
Made me laugh out loud
Must have been your angel dust that
Put me on your cloud
You’re the reason why…..
You’re the reason I…..
It must have been your love
It must have been your love….. I said
It must have been your love….. In a little bit…..
It must have been your love
It must have been your poppy eyes
That made me step outside
It must have been the sight of tears that
Let me know I cried
It must have been your bunny shake
It must have been your love
A lot of girls won’t come around they
Treat me like a wolf
It must have been your love
It must have been your love….. I said
It must have been your love….. I gotta get that
It must have been your love
You’re my angel baby
You’re my darling
You’re my star
Lo lo lo lolita
Let her see me deep in love
You’re the reason why…..
You’re the reason I…..
It must have been your love
It must have been your love….. now
It must have been your love…..
It must have been your love
You’re my angel baby
You’re my darling
You’re my star
Lo lo lo lolita
Let her see me deep in love
lopsided eyes and a crooked frown
Make more of life, just settle down
Every single little princess needs a crown
Make more of life, just settle down
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Goldfrapp : Some People : Seventh Tree (2008)
Close your eyes and listen.
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Some people kill for less
Some people find it hard to get dressed
Some people, well
Ask how old I am
Some people live in a life
Some people need more than a slice
But when it fades
When the glitter’s gone
You know it
You owe it to yourself
You won’t let it make you mad
It’s already crazy
Old and lonely when the shade is down
The brighter lights just smells their empty heads
Some people don’t get much
Some people feel they’re in touch
With spirit worlds, talking to you now
Some people just gotta say
Some people just wanna play
They get a kick when it’s all messed up
You know it
You owe it to yourself
You won’t let it make you mad
It’s already crazy
You know it
You owe it to yourself
You won’t let it make you mad
It’s already crazy
And what you thought you lost was just mislaid
All the poems written in your skin
You know it
You owe it to yourself
You won’t let it make you mad
It’s already crazy
You know it
You owe it to yourself
You won’t let it make you mad
It’s already crazy
And what you thought you lost was just mislaid
And all the poems written in your skin
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Alanis Morisette : Hand In My Pocket : Jagged Little Pill (1995)
LOL, seriously - that’s all I got tonite folks!
I’m sure you’ve all heard this before…
Side note… I had a MASSIVE crush on Alanis when I was younger… I mean heck, she’s only 6mos younger than me! And Too Hot was the BOMB!
Always too hot never too cold
You make your best shot too hot to hold
Never too young Never too old
You gotta go for gold
OMG just watched that again… lol… gah. Speaking of… should give that new album a listne… Haha, I’ma shut up now! What the heck did my wife put in my beer???
Off to look for more shots of construction equipment to HDR to get my manhood back!
Did I just give you guys a twofer for songs??? o.0
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I’m broke but I’m happy
I’m poor but I’m kind
I’m short but I’m healthy, yeah
I’m high but I’m grounded
I’m sane but I’m overwhelmed
I’m lost but I’m hopeful baby
What it all comes down to
Is that everything’s gonna be fine fine fine
’cause I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving a high five
I feel drunk but I’m sober
I’m young and I’m underpaid
I’m tired but I’m working, yeah
I care but I’m restless
I’m here but I’m really gone
I’m wrong and I’m sorry baby
What it all comes down to
Is that everything’s gonna be quite alright
’cause I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And what it all comes down to
And what it all comes down to
Is that I haven’t got it all figured out just yet
’cause I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving the peace sign
I’m free but I’m focused
I’m green but I’m wise
I’m hard but I’m friendly baby
I’m sad but I’m laughing
I’m brave but I’m chickenshit
I’m sick but I’m pretty baby
And what it all boils down to
Is that no one’s really got it figured out just yet
’cause I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is playing the piano
And what it all comes down to my friends
Is that everything’s just fine fine fine
’cause I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is hailing a taxi cab
[Harmonica solo]
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Outtake. Maybe I should call this one Creep.
Textures from SmackNally and ghostbones.
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Green Day : Basket Case : ()
Yeup that’s me… basket case… don’t even get me started.
SOOC, aside from unsharpen mask… don’t really like the angle but whatever, idc. Ghetto lighting - IKEA Expressivo.
Snag a listen. LOUD.
EDIT: I lied, was SOOC, uploaded it and hated it… ran it through ReDynaMix on pretty much max HDR settings, tossed on an inverted layer set to color mode and a vignette with B&W adjustment layer set to Maximum White.
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Do you have the time
To listen to me whine
About nothing and everything
All at once
I am one of those
Melodramatic fools
Neurotic to the bone
No doubt about it
Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I’m cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
Or I’m just stoned
I went to a shrink
To analyze my dreams
She says it’s lack of sex
That’s bringing me down
I went to a whore
He said my life’s a bore
So quit my whining cause
It’s bringing her down
Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I’m cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
Uh, yuh, yuh, ya
Grasping to control
So I better hold on
Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I’m cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
Or I’m just stoned
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R.E.M. : Losing My Religion : Out of Time (1991)
Unmotivated… too much photo processing tonite. This is what you get.
That’s me in the corner
That’s me in the spotlight, I’m
Losing my religion
Awesome tune from an awesome album.
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Oh, life is bigger
It’s bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no, I’ve said too much
I set it up
(chorus)
That’s me in the corner
That’s me in the spotlight, I’m
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don’t know if I can do it
Oh no, I’ve said too much
I haven’t said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
Every whisper
Of every waking hour I’m
Choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool, fool
Oh no, I’ve said too much
I set it up
Consider this
Consider this
The hint of the century
Consider this
The slip that brought me
To my knees failed
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I’ve said too much
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
But that was just a dream
That was just a dream
(repeat chorus)
But that was just a dream
Try, cry, why try?
That was just a dream
Just a dream, just a dream
Dream
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John Lennon : Working Class Hero : John Lennon/Plastic Ono Band (1970)
Green Day : Working Class Hero : Instant Karma: The Amnesty International Campaign to Save Darfur (2007)
A truer song has never been written.
Check it out and view on black. The Green Day cover video is worth checking out as well.
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As soon as you’re born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate you if you’re clever and they despise a fool
Till you’re so fucking crazy you can’t follow their rules
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
When they’ve tortured and scared you for twenty odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can’t really function you’re so full of fear
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV
And you think you’re so clever and class less and free
But you’re still fucking peasants as far as I can see
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
There’s room at the top they are telling you still
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
If you want to be like the folks on the hill
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
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Korn : Alone I Break : Untouchables (2002)
A bit late in posting, managed to get out with a few flickr friends yesterday, went to an old railway museum in town, that place was a gold mine! Just under 4 hours, over 500 pictures, managed to get this shot in from one of the cars they were restoring. I gotta go back… more pictures coming soon in the weeks ahead!
Snag a listen while you break with me.
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Pick me up
Been bleeding too long
Right here, right now
I’ll stop it somehow
I will make it go away
Can’t be here no more
Seems this is the only way
I will soon be gone
These feelings will be gone
These feelings will be gone
Now I see the times they change
Leaving doesn’t seem so strange
I am hoping I can find
Where to leave my hurt behind
All the shit I seem to take
All alone I seem to break
I have lived the best I can
Does this make me not a man?
Shut me off
I’m ready, heart stops
I stand alone
Can’t be on my own
I will make it go away
Can’t be here no more
Seems this is the only way
I will soon be gone
These feelings will be gone
These feelings will be gone
Now I see the times they change
Leaving doesn’t seem so strange
I am hoping I can find
Where to leave my hurt behind
All the shit I seem to take
All alone I seem to break
I have lived the best I can
Does this make me not a man?
Am I going to leave this place?
What is it I’m running from?
Is there nothing more to come?
(Am I gonna leave this place?)
Is it always black in space?
Am I going to take its place?
Am I going to win this race?
(Am I going to leave this race?)
I guess God’s up in this place?
What is it that I’ve become?
Is there something more to come?
More to come
Now I see the times they change
Leaving doesn’t seem so strange
I am hoping I can find
Where to leave my hurt behind
All the shit I seem to take
All alone I seem to break
I have lived the best I can
Does this make me not a man?
Now I see the times they change
Leaving doesn’t seem so strange
I am hoping I can find
Where to leave my hurt behind
All the shit I seem to take
All alone I seem to break
I have lived the best I can
Does this make me not a man?
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