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Post by mary on Sept 27, 2004 15:38:38 GMT
Robert Plant "66 to Timbuktu"... I love him...
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Post by Paulo on Sept 28, 2004 21:08:30 GMT
Danzig's latest album: Circle Of Snakes. Awesome!
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Post by Miss Melissa on Oct 14, 2004 18:39:53 GMT
Crucify - Tori Amos
Every finger in the room is pointing at me I wanna spit in their faces then I get afraid of what that could bring I got a bowling ball in my somach, I got a desert in my mouth Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now
I’ve been looking for a savior in these dirty streets Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets I’ve been raising up my hands- drive another nail in Just what God needs, one more victim
Why do we crucify ourselves Everyday I crucify myself Nothing I do is good enough for you Crucify myself Everyday I crucify myself And my heart is sick of being in chains
Got a kick for a dog, beggin’ for love Gotta have my sufferingso that I can have my cross I know a cat named easter, he says will you ever learn You’re just an empty cage girl if you kill the bird
I’ve been looking for a savior in these dirty streets Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets I’ve been raising up my hands- drive another nail in Got enough guilt to start my own religion
Why do we crucify ourselves Everyday I crucify myself Nothing I do is good enough for you Crucify myself Everyday I crucify myself And my heart is sick of being in chains
Please be Save me (Save me) I cry
Looking for a savior in these dirty streets Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets I’ve been raising up my hands- drive another nail in Where are those angels when you need them
Why do we crucify ourselves Everyday I crucify myself Nothing I do is good enough for you Crucify myself Everyday I crucify myself And my heart is sick of being in chains
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Post by Yevgeny on Oct 17, 2004 9:20:46 GMT
Frank Sinatra. What a beautiful singer he was
The Saddest Thing Of All
Through a blurry window out above the rooftop, I keep looking at the rain-swept sky In this small apartment where she used to love me, I just sit here as my life goes by. There's no doorbell ringing, no sweet sounds of singing, Just a silent room where tears won't dry. Life is sad when people hurt you, sad when friends desert you, Sad when dreams get lost beyond recall, But remembering that love stopped blossoming, And that's the saddest thing of all. Once we had it made, our days one grand parade Of thrills and laughter, only lovers know, She was proud of me and we were young and free One touch was all it took, and off we go, Now above the rain, I hear a passing plane, And all my loneliness begins to show. Life is sad when people hurt you, sad when friends desert you, Sad when dreams get lost beyond recall, But remembering from spring to lonely spring, Well, that's the saddest thing of all.
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Post by mary on Oct 18, 2004 8:24:09 GMT
FOREVER by Ben Harper
"Not talkin' 'bout a year No not three or four I don't want that kind of forever In my life anymore Forever always seems to be around when it begins but forever never seems to be around when it ends So give me your forever Please your forever Not a day less will do From you
People spend so much time Every single day Runnin' 'round all over town Givin' their forever away But no not me I won't let my forever roam and now I hope I can find my forever a home So give me your forever Please your forever Not a day less will do From you
Like a handless clock with numbers An infinite of time No not the forever found Only in the mind Forever always seems to be around when things begin but forever never seems to be around when things end So give me your forever Please your forever Not a day less will do From you"
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Post by conrad on Oct 27, 2004 1:10:16 GMT
My recent CDs I have listened to are:
Uli Jon Roth-Metamorphosis (2003) Roth uses his Sky Guitar in place of a traditional violin for a new interpretation of Vivaldi's most popular concerto of The Four Seasons
Tempest-Tempest (1973) A short lived group formed by drummer Jon Hiseman featuring one of my favorite guitarists Allan Holdsworth
Various-A Guitar Supreme (2004) A fusion guitar tribute recording to one of my favorite jazz musicians John Coltrane.
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