Sunday, October 31, 2010

Paint it Black

I have no idea why this one came up today as it really is kind of depressive. But I guess we all have our moments, and well... we just have to get on with it.

Had a great weekend and only removed the nail polish (black, perhaps the source of today's tune) once I'd gotten to work this morning. I would complain that the weekend is just too short, only it's most likely as long as it needs to be and short enough to bring us back to reality before any real damage is done.

"Paint it Black" from the Rolling Stones is one of those classics that everyone knows (even if they don't know it). While I think that Within Temptation do a fantastic cover of this song, the original still rocks.

I see a red door and I want it, painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

I see a line of cars and they're all painted black
With flowers and my love both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a new born baby it just happens every day

I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and must have it painted black
Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts
It's not easy facin' up when your whole world is black

No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you

If I look hard enough into the settin' sun
My love will laugh with me before the mornin' comes

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls go by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

Hmm, hmm, hmm,...

I wanna see it tainted, tainted black
Black as night, black as coal
I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky
I wanna see it tainted, tainted, tainted, tainted black
Yeah!

Hmm, hmm, hmm


Tainted? Nah... I rather like black.

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Jacks Lament

Halloween is upon us and today's Beerday theme is Halloween. I've done Zombie, Vampire and now am right up to Mummy. Poor bed sheet got it... and I'm pretty well wrapped. The things we do to enjoy a few beers.

Today's tune is "Jacks Lament" from A Nightmare Before Christmas. Just longing for a change... But, already making Christmas plans!!! Whooo Hooooo....

There are few who deny
At what I do I am the best
For my talents are renound far and wide
When it comes to suprises
In the moonlit night
I excel without ever even trying

With the slightest little effort
Of my ghost-like charms
I have seen grown men give out a shriek
With the wave of my hand .
And a well placed moan
I have swept the very bravest off their feet

Yet year after year
It's the same routine
And I grow so weary
Of the sound of screams
And I JACK..THE PUMPKIN KING
Have grown so tired of the same old thing

Oh somewhere deep inside of these bones
An emptyness began to grow
There's something out there far from my home
A longing that I've ne-ver known

I'm the master of fright and a demon of light
And I'll scare you right out of your pants
To a guy in Kentucky, I'm Mister Unlucky
And I'm known throughout England and France
And since I am dead, I can take off my head
To recite Shakesperean quotations

No animal nor man can SCREAM like I can
With the fury of my re-ci-ta-tions
But who here would ever understand
That the Pumpkin King with the skeleton grin
Would tire of his crown, If they only understood
He'd give it all up, if he only could....

Oh theres an empty place in my bones
That calls out for something unknown
The fame and praise come year after year
Does nothing for these e-mpty tears....


Poor old Jack... then again, while doing his best he almost ruins Christmas before eventually saving it.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Ironic

Life as they say is what happens while we're making other plans. Oddly enough it has a way of working out (I reckon mostly because we have little choice but to make it do so).

"Ironic" by Alanis Morissette, takes me back a good few years to land far away... I guess things do work themselves out. Just wish I knew that... a long, long time ago.

An old man, turned 98
He won the lottery, and died the next day
It's a black fly in your chardonnay
It's a death row pardon, two minutes too late
And isn't it ironic?
Don't you think?

It's like rain, on your wedding day
It's a free ride, when you've already paid
It's the good advice, that you just didn't take
And who would've thought? It figures

Mr. Play-It-Safe, was afraid to fly
He packed his suitcase, and kissed his kids goodbye
He waited his whole damn life, to take that flight
And as the plane crashed down he thought, "Well isn't this nice?"
And isn't it ironic?
Don't you think?

It's like rain, on your wedding day
It's a free ride, when you've already paid
It's the good advice, that you just didn't take
And who would've thought? It figures

Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything's okay and everything's going right
And life has a funny way of helping you out
When you think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up in your face

A traffic jam, when you're already late
A "No smoking" sign, on your cigarette break
It's like ten thousand spoons, when all you need is a knife
It's meeting the man of my dreams, and then meeting his beautiful wife
And isn't it ironic?
Don't you think?
A little too ironic?
Yeah I really do think

It's like rain, on your wedding day
It's a free ride, when you've already paid
It's the good advice, that you just didn't take
And who would've thought?
It figures

Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
And life has a funny, funny way, of helping you out
Helping you out


Helping you out? I dunno, but perhaps working out is a better way of putting things?

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Monster Mash

Because Halloween is just around the corner I thought I'd just post this classic. Yup... we're ready for it on Friday (that's when the company has our dress up day and party).

This is a classic that everyone knows. If you don't know "Monster Mash" by Bobby "Boris" Pickett then find an illegal copy somewhere if needs be, somehow I don't think it would cause him to turn in his grave.

I was working in the lab late one night
When my eyes beheld an eerie sight
For my monster from his slab began to rise
And suddenly to my surprise

He did the mash
He did the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
He did the mash
It caught on in a flash
He did the mash
He did the monster mash

From my laboratory in the castle east
To the master bedroom where the vampires feast
The ghouls all came from their humble abodes
To get a jolt from my electrodes

They did the mash
They did the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
They did the mash
It caught on in a flash
They did the mash
They did the monster mash

The zombies were having fun
The party had just begun
The guests included Wolf Man
Dracula and his son

The scene was rockin', all were digging the sounds
Igor on chains, backed by his baying hounds
The coffin-bangers were about to arrive
With their vocal group, "The Crypt-Kicker Five"

They played the mash
They played the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
They played the mash
It caught on in a flash
They played the mash
They played the monster mash

Out from his coffin, Drac's voice did ring
Seems he was troubled by just one thing
He opened the lid and shook his fist
And said, "Whatever happened to my Transylvania twist?"

It's now the mash
It's now the monster mash
The monster mash
And it's a graveyard smash
It's now the mash
It's caught on in a flash
It's now the mash
It's now the monster mash

Now everything's cool, Drac's a part of the band
And my monster mash is the hit of the land
For you, the living, this mash was meant too
When you get to my door, tell them Boris sent you

Then you can mash
Then you can monster mash
The monster mash
And do my graveyard smash
Then you can mash
You'll catch on in a flash
Then you can mash
Then you can monster mash


Everybody mash...

Monday, October 25, 2010

Rooftops

I can't believe that I haven't posted this one yet. This has to be one of my happier tunes. "Rooftops" by Lostprophets while it may seem a little bleak from the start it's really a call to action.

When your time is done will you be able to stand on the rooftop and say you were there?

When our time is up
When our lives are done
Will we say we've had our fun?

Will we make a mark this time?
Will we always say we tried?

Standing on the rooftops
Everybody scream your heart out.
Standing on the rooftops
Everybody scream your heart out.
Standing on the rooftops
Everybody scream your heart out.
This is all we got now
Everybody scream your heart out.

All the love I've met
I have no regrets
If it all ends now, I'm set

Will we make a mark this time?
Will we always say we tried?

Standing on the rooftops
Everybody scream your heart out.
Standing on the rooftops
Everybody scream your heart out.
Standing on the rooftops
Everybody scream your heart out.
This is all we got now
Everybody scream your heart out.

Standing on the rooftops
(Wait until the bombs drop)
This is all we got now
(Scream until your heart stops)
Never gonna regret
(Watching every sunset)
We'll listen to your heartbeat
(All the love that we found)

Standing on the rooftops
(Wait until the bombs drop)
This is all we got now
(Scream until your heart stops)
Never gonna regret
(Watching every sunset)
We'll listen to your heartbeat
(All the love that we found)

Scream your heart out
Scream your heart out
Scream your heart out
Scream your

Standing on the rooftops
Everybody scream your heart out.
Standing on the rooftops
Everybody scream your heart out.
Standing on the rooftops
Everybody scream your heart out.
This is all we got now
Everybody scream your


Make your mark, always try.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Meet Me On The Equinox

A gentle start to a Monday, this time from Death Cab For Cutie. Okay, I know, these vampires sparkled in the sun... I mean WTF? Anyhow, I just enjoy the song.

"Meet Me on the Equinox" is about taking everything, going that bit further.

Meet me on the Equinox
Meet me halfway
The sun is perched at its highest peak
In the middle of the day

Let me give my love to you
Let me take your hand
As we walk in the dimming light
Oh, darling understand

That everything, everything ends
That everything, everything ends

Meet me on your best behavior
Meet me at your worst
For there will be no stone unturned
Or bubble left to burst

Let me lay beside you, darling
Let me be your man
And let our bodies intertwine
But always understand

That everything, everything ends
That everything, everything ends
That everything, everything, everything ends

A window
An opened tomb
The sun crawls across your bedroom
A halo
A waning moon
Your last breaths moving through you

As everything, everything ends
As everything, everything ends
As everything, everything, everything,
everything, everything, everything ends

Meet me on the Equinox
Meet me halfway
When the sun is perched at its highest peak
In the middle of the day

Let me give my love to you
Let me take your hand
As we walk in the dimming light
Oh, darling understand

That everything, everything ends


But it's my nature to argue, and not everything ends.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Changes

2010 could easily go down as the most difficult of my life so far... so many things that were not foreseen, so many things that just didn't go my way. I could sit and wallow... or turn it around and declare 2010 as the year of change. For better or worse? Well, that's all going to depend on what I choose to do next.

"Changes" by Ozzy is one of the more emotional pieces from the man (surprising many people with the fact that often his stuff is). 2010 the year of change not all easy, so won't call it a good year. But, everything that will follow should be.

I feel unhappy
I feel so sad
I'v lost the best friend
That I ever had
She was my woman
I loved her so
But it's too late now
I've let her go
I'm going through changes
I'm going through changes
We shared the years
We shared each day
In love together
We found a way
But soon the world
Had its evil way
My heart was blinded
Love went astray
I'm going through changes
I'm going through changes
It took so long
To realize
That I can still hear
Her last goodbyes
Now all my days
Are filled with tears
Wish I could go back
And change these years
I'm going through changes
I'm going through changes


I don't want to go back and change anything, perhaps I'd try to calm myself a little better.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

The Bard's Song

I think today's tune pretty much sums up this entire blog.

"The Bard's Song" by Blind Guardian tells a tale of a travelling entertainer. In this case we're going back to the middle ages somewhat (think of the narrator in the animated Hunchback of Notre Dame).

Someone going about spreading tales through song...

Now You all know
The bards and their songs
When hours have gone by
I'll close my eyes
In a world far away
We may meet again
But now hear my song
About the dawn of the night
Let's sing the bards' song

Tomorrow will take us away
Far from home
No one will ever know our names
But the bards' songs will remain
Tomorrow will take it away
The fear of today
It will be gone
Due to our magic songs

There's only one song
Left in my mind
Tales of a brave man
Who lived far from here
Now the bard songs are over
And it's time to leave
No one should ask You for the name Of the one
Who tells the story

Tomorrow will take us away
Far from home
No one will ever know our names
But the bards' songs will remain
Tomorrow all will be known
And You're not alone
So don't be afraid
In the dark and cold
'Cause the bards' songs will remain
They all will remain

In my thoughts and in my dreams
They're always in my mind
These songs of hobbits, dwarves and men
And elves
Come close Your eyes
You can see them, too


Long after we're gone, long forgotten our words can still remain.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

JCB Song

Going through some tunes last night and ended up playing this one by Nizlopi. This one is kinda special, saw the video years ago and between my brothers and I decided that this is the one we'd play at my dads funeral. Not exactly the imperial march, but think he would have chuckled at the choice.

The JCB Song really takes me back to years long gone. Far too long ago.

Well, I'm rumblin' in this JCB.
I'm 5 years old and my dad's a giant sitting beside me.
And the engine rattles my bum like berserk
While we're singin, 'Don't forget your shovel if you want to go to work!'

My dad's probably had a bloody hard day
But he's been good fun and bubblin and jokin' away
And the procession of cars stuck behind
Are gettin all impatient and angry, but we don't mind.

An' we're holdin up the bypass
Woah
Me and my dad havin a top laugh
Oh-woah

I'm sittin on the toolbox
Woah
And I'm so glad I'm not in school, boss
So glad I'm not in school

Oh no

And we pull over to let cars past
And pull off again, speedin by the summer green grass
And we're like giants up here in our big yellow digga
Like zoids, or transformers, or maybe even bigga

And I wanna transform into a Tyrannosaurus Rex!
And eat up all the bullies and the teachers and their pets
And I'll tell all my mates that my dad's B.A. Bahraccus
Only with a JCB and Bruce Lee's nunchuckas

And We're holdin up the bypass
Woah

Me and my dad havin a top laugh
Oh whoa

I'm sittin on the toolbox
Oh
And I'm so glad I'm not in school, boss
So glad I'm not in school

And we're holdin up the bypass
Oh

Me and my dad havin a top laugh
Oh whoa
I'm sittin on the toolbox
Oh

And I'm so glad I'm not in school, Boss
So glad I'm not in school

-

Said I'm Luke, I'm five, and my dad's Bruce Lee. Drives me round in his JCB.
I'm Luke, I'm five, and my dad's Bruce Lee. Drives me round in his JCB.
I'm Luke, I'm five, and my dad's Bruce Lee. Drives me round in his JCB.
I'm Luke, I'm five, and my dad's Bruce Lee. Drives me round

And we're holdin' up the bypass
Whoa-Oh

Me and my dad havin a top laugh
Oh-whoa
And I'm sittin on the toolbox
Oh-oh

And I'm so glad I'm not in school, Boss
So glad I'm not in school

I said

I'm Luke, I'm five, and my dad's Bruce Lee. Drives me round in his JCB.
I'm Luke, I'm five, and my dad's Bruce Lee. Drives me round in his
Aw, I'm Luke, I'm five, and my dad's Bruce Lee. Drives me round in his JCB.
I'm Luke, I'm five, and my dad's Bruce Lee. Drives me round in his JCB.


...

Monday, October 18, 2010

No Leaf Clover

Luck... some would say that if it weren't for bad luck I wouldn't have any luck at all... then again, there is no luck, there is no coincidence, only the Force. But we all knew that, right?

"No Leaf Clover" by Metallica is a strange one. It's all about positivity, but at the same time not. I guess it really is a case of be careful what you wish for. After all, the light at the end of the tunnel could just be the train coming your way. The only thing that really comes to mind is curb your enthusiasm (or something like that).

And it feels right this time
On his crash course with the big time
Pay no mind to the distant thunder
New Day fills his head with wonder, boy

Says it feels right this time
Turned it 'round and found the right line
“Good day to be alive, sir
Good day to be alive,” he says

Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Was just a freight train coming your way
Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Was just a freight train coming your way

Don't it feels right like this
All the pieces fall to his wish
“Suck up for that quick reward, boy
Suck up for that quick reward,” they say

Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Was just a freight train coming your way
Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Was just a freight train coming your way
It's coming your way
It's coming your wayaaay oh yeah!
Here it comes

Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Was just a freight train coming your way

Then it comes to be, yeah...
Then it comes to be, yeah...
Then it comes to be, yeah...
Then it comes to be, yeah...
Then it comes to be, yeah.
Then it comes to be, yeah...
Then it comes to be, yeah...
Then it comes to be, yeah!


Despite what's on the horizon, It's a good day to be alive.

Sunday, October 17, 2010

Speed of Pain

Well, desperately trying to get a tune written. Hopefully my brother sends me a recording of our "collaboration" soon. Yup, we'll form the greatest band the world has ever seen and we'll call ourselves Tenacious C.

Moving onto today's tune. A real masterpiece, or should I say a piece of a masterpiece. Marilyn Manson's "Mechanical Animals" has to be one of the greatest albums of all time. I think this might just have been one of the best pieces of satire to have been written in music - or maybe I missed the whole boat all together? In any even I love it.

"Speed of Pain" from Mechanical Animals is a strange arrangement, that can only really be done acoustically. A strange yet fascinating approach from what can only be described as shock rocker (even if I call him more Glam Rock).

They slit our throats
Like we were flowers
And our milk has been
devoured

When you want it
it goes away too fast
Times you hate it
It always seems to last
But just remember when you think
You're free
The crack inside your fucking heart is me

I wanna outrace the speed of pain for another day

I wish I could sleep
But I can't lay on my back
Because there's a knife
For everyday that I've known you

When you want it
it goes away too fast
Times you hate it
It always seems to last
But just remember when you think
You're free
The crack inside your fucking heart is me

I wanna outrace the speed of pain for another day

Lie to me, cry to me, give to me
I would
Lie with me, die with me, give to me
I would
Keep all your secrets wrapped in dead hair
I hope at least we die holding hands
For always


The problem with outracing the speed of pain, is you miss out on so much in-between.

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Out of Reach

Todays track is simply one that I enjoy. While on the darker side, I guess it contrasts my mood which is actually quite good at the moment.

"Out of Reach" by Circle II Circle is just a great song. Hard and heavy handed, it opens strong and ends stronger even by slowing the pace. But then again great music can do that.

In the darkness that feeds your mind
In your cavernous seething eyes
You lost some things you never could replace
Tell me why
I see the forces that drive you
Who said I?
For you it's too late to see
Tell me why
Will they make you feel righteous?
Hear the cries
They'll flash their twisted faces across my screen

In a world ruled by obsession
Seeking retribution
Breathing pure aggression
A reflection of the hate that you must breed
You're out of reach
Out of reach

So you got to keep on with your sinister life
It's too late to change your mind
Your end will be violent and abrupt
Make sure what's done is done

Tell me why
I see the forces inside you
Who said I?
For you it's too late to see
Tell me why
Does it make you feel righteous?
To flash their twisted faces across my screen

In a world ruled by obsession
Seeking retribution
Breathing pure aggression
A reflection of the hate that you must breed

You're out of reach
You're out of reach
Out of reach
You're out of reach
Out of reach


Out of reach or simply beyond all grasp?

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

I'm Not a Girl, Not Yet a Woman

Well after promising for ages, eventually I made it out to karaoke yet again. Time to seriously throw name (so badly that you just don't bother to go back to find it again). Although, while I'm certainly not good, I know that there are many that were far worse.

Anyhow as the evening progressed, the usual suspects all arrived and a fairly good time was had by all... the rest of us just made it awesome. For reasons that'll never make sense (trust me on this one) I always end up doing a Britney number of some sort. So from Metallica to Lady Gaga, Black Sabbath to Britney, I ended up doing "I'm not a girl, not yet a woman" to a very "accommodating" audience. I think most folk were surprised that anyone who looks like they belong in an 90's metal band might even try to pull that one off.

But hey... life's too short to not do silly things!

I used to think
I had the answers to everything,
But now I know
Life doesn't always go my way, yeah...
Feels like I'm caught in the middle
That's when I realize...

I'm not a girl,
Not yet a woman.
All I need is time,
A moment that is mine,
While I'm in between.

I'm not a girl,
There is no need to protect me.
It's time that I
Learn to face up to this on my own.
I've seen so much more than you know now,
So don't tell me to shut my eyes.

I'm not a girl,
Not yet a woman.
All I need is time,
A moment that is mine,
While I'm in between.

I'm not a girl,
But if you look at me closely,
You will see it my eyes.
This girl will always find
Her way.

I'm not a girl
(I'm not a girl don't tell me what to believe).
Not Yet a woman
(I'm just trying to find the woman in me, yeah).
All I need is time (All I need),
A moment that is mine (That is mine),
While I'm in between.

I'm not a girl
Not yet a woman
All I need is time (All I need),
A moment that is mine,
While I'm in between.

I'm not a girl,
Not yet a woman.


While I'm not either, we do all need time to figure out just who we are.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Wake Me Up When September Ends

I spent a long time thinking of an old friend yesterday. Can't even recall why exactly, but as with many things I guess you don't really need an answer. September many moons ago, was easily the worst month, heck week to try and deal with when everything I'd had known came to an end. I guess innocence just doesn't last. But hey that's life.

But it is these moments that make us. Some would say make or break, but ultimately the world is full of broken people it's just how they choose to see things. After all, I always say that the statue of David was just a piece of stone until someone decided to break it.

Today's tune is "Wake me up when September Ends" by Green Day. While often mistaken for a 9/11 tune, it's actually a reference to Billie's dad. I guess we all know the feeling of wanting everything to just be over with.

Summer has come and passed.
The innocent can never last
Wake me up,
When September ends.

Like my father's come to pass, seven years has gone so fast.
Wake me up,
When September ends.

Here comes the rain again,
Falling from the stars;
Drenched in my pain again,
Becoming who we are.

As my memory rests,
But never forgets what I lost.
Wake me up,
When September ends.

Summer has come and passed.
The innocent can never last.
Wake me up,
When September ends.

Ring out the bells again.
Like we did when spring began.
Wake me up,
When September ends.

Here comes the rain again,
Falling from the stars;
Drenched in my pain again,
Becoming who we are.

As my memory rest,
But never forgets what I lost.
Wake me up,
When September ends.

Summer has come and passed.
The innocent can never last.
Wake me up,
When September ends.

Like my father's come to pass.
Twenty years has gone so fast.
Wake me up,
When September ends.
Wake me up,
When September ends.
Wake me up,
When September ends....


The years really do go by so very, very fast.

Monday, October 11, 2010

Smile

Sometimes we've simply got to put on a happy face. Oddly enough this one although kinda sad in many ways actually is very happy for me. More often it's how we look back and reflect on what was as opposed to what is that we're able to take so much more from it all.

Todays tune was penned by Charlie Chaplin, more renowned for making movies. Entertaining and controversial, think I would have really enjoyed a pint or two with the guy.

I think we've all had our moments. But so far, the sun's kept shining and while the tears have often been used to cleanse our souls... keep smiling.

Smile though your heart is aching
Smile even though it's breaking.
When there are clouds in the sky
you'll get by.

If you smile through your pain and sorrow
Smile and maybe tomorrow
You'll see the sun shining through
For you.

Light up your face with gladness,
Hide every trace of sadness.
Although a tear may be ever so near
That's the time you must keep on trying
Smile, what's the use of crying.
You'll find that life is still worthwhile-
If you just smile.


Just smile... :)

Sunday, October 10, 2010

I Don't Want To Miss A Thing

Ended up watching Deep Impact last night and then read about the first commercial space flight this morning. This has got the space bug rolling once again. Wish I could "boldly go where no man has gone before..."

Today's "I Don't Want To Miss A Thing" from Aerosmith is rather poppy and sentimental in comparison to their other tracks (then again, they didn't write it, they only perform it). As with all songs, take what you want and leave out all the rest.

Back the movie last night, it was interesting to note just how many people were willing to sacrifice so much to ensure the survival of another. I guess it's easier to make these decisions when others have so much more to lose.

I could stay awake just to hear you breathin'
Watch you smile while you are sleeping
While you're far away and dreaming
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender
I could stay lost in this moment forever
Where every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure

Don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
Cause I'd miss you babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing
Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing

Lying close to you feeling your heart beating
And I'm wondering what you're dreaming
Wonderin' if it's me you're seeing
Then I kiss your eyes
And thank God we're together
I just want to stay with you in this moment forever
Forever and ever

I don't wannna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
Cause I'd miss you babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing
Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing

I don't wanna miss one smile
I don't wanna miss one kiss
I just wanna be with you
Right here with you, just like this
I just want to hold you close
Feel your heart so close to mine
And just stay here in this moment
For the rest of time Yeah yeah yeah

I don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
Cause I'd miss you babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing
Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing

I don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
Cause I'd miss you babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing
Cause even when I dream of you
the sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing

Don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
And I don't wanna miss a thing


While death really doesn't scare me, there are far too many things that I just don't want to miss out on.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Scars

Some people are deathly afraid of getting a little older and letting it show. I guess I kind of revel in it. As we get older we get a little grayer, the hair thins and we wrinkle up a little more. You know something, I've earned that. Life isn't easy, nobody said it was so let others know that you've actually lived!

Today's song, Scars by Papa Roach is quite an emotional one. While it refers to scars being a way of recording the past I think it's very much the same kind of story. While originally recorded as a rocking distorted track, the acoustic version can't be matched.

I've heard that "scars are the wounds that we all show", however they're also a reminder that the past is real. For good or bad... scars are a reminder.

I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And my scars remind me that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel

Drunk and I'm feeling down
And I just wanna be alone
I'm pissed cause you came around
Why don't you just go home
Cause you channel all your pain
And I can't help you fix yourself
You're making me insane
All I can say is

I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And our scars remind us that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel

I tried to help you once
Against my own advice
I saw you going down
But you never realized
That you're drowning in the water
So I offered you my hand
Compassions in my nature
Tonight is our last stand

I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And our scars remind us that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel

I'm drunk and I'm feeling down
And I just wanna be alone
You shouldn't ever come around
Why don't you just go home?
Cause you're drowning in the water
And I tried to grab your hand
And I left my heart open
But you didn't understand
But you didn't understand
Go fix yourself

I can't help you fix yourself
But at least I can say I tried
I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life
I can't help you fix yourself
But at least I can say I tried
I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life

I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And our scars remind us that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel

I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And our scars remind us that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel


If caring too much is a weakness, guess I can handle that.

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Protege-Moi

I can't believe I've added so little Placebo. One of my favourite bands and ultimately one that's as much an experience as a good whisky.

I think we all need protection from what we think we want, or for that matter that which we want far too badly. This song haunts me at the best of times making it awesome!

There is supposed to be an English version of this song, but after finding the lyrics (vs the translation which obviously doesn't sing well) I have to say that this one just sounds so much better and has a much stronger feel to it.

C'est le malaise du moment
L'épidémie qui s'étend
La fête est finie on descend
Les pensées qui glacent la raison
Paupières baissées, visage gris
Surgissent les fantômes de notre lit
On ouvre le loquet de la grille
Du taudis qu'on appelle maison

Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want
Protect me
Protect me

Protège-moi, protège-moi
Protège-moi, protège-moi
Protège-moi, protège-moi
Protège-moi, protège-moi

Sommes nous les jouets du destin
Souviens toi des moments divins
Planants, éclatés au matin
Et maintenant nous sommes tout seuls
Perdus les rêves de s'aimer
Le temps où on avait rien fait
Il nous reste toute une vie pour pleurer
Et maintenant nous sommes tout seuls

Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want
Protect me
Protect me

Protect me from what I want (Protège-moi, protège-moi)
Protect me from what I want (Protège-moi, protège-moi)
Protect me from what I want (Protège-moi, protège-moi)
Protect me
Protect me

Protège-moi, protège-moi
Protège-moi de mes désirs
Protège-moi, protège-moi

Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want (protège-moi)
Protect me
Protect me

Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want (protège-moi)
Protect me
Protect me

Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want (protège-moi)
Protect me
Protect me
(protège-moi)


Protect me...

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Just The Way You Are

I'm officially the office freak... and voice of reason. Mostly because I just argue just about anything. Hey, someone has to be a voice of dissent, or everyone will just find themselves in agreement and settling for less than best.

As the saying goes, "You all laugh at me because I'm different, I laugh at all of you because you're all the same!" In a world where we're all expected to be unique, to be special for some bizarre reason we're all measured with the same yardstick. For some this is hard, but I simply feel sorry for those that either do the measuring or those that feel the measure actually counts.

I think Billy Joel puts it a little more subtle, but, remember you're pretty Awesome, "Just The Way You Are"!

Don't go changing, to try and please me,
You never let me down before,
Don't imagine, you're too familiar,
And I don't see you anymore.

I would not leave you, in times of trouble,
We never could have come this far,
I took the good times, I'll take the bad times,
I'll take you just the way you are.

Don't go trying, some new fashion,
Don't change the colour of your hair,
You always have my, unspoken passion,
Although I might not seem to care.

I don't want clever, conversation,
I never want to work that hard,
I just want someone, that I can talk to,
I want you just the way you are.

I need to know that you will always be
The same old someone that I knew,
What will it take till you believe in me,
The way that I believe in you?

I said I love you, and that's forever,
And this I promise from the heart,
I couldn't love you, any better,
I love you just the way you are.

I don't want clever, conversation,
I never want to work that hard,
I just want someone, that I can talk to,
I want you just the way you are.


Don't let the world change you, change the world!

Monday, October 4, 2010

Infra-Red

This is just a pretty awesome track from a very unusual band.

Placebo pretty much always deliver the goods. This one, "Infra-Red" is kinda haunting and scary, all rolled into one. For the most part it seems to be someone's final crusade, to take a final swipe at someone... if it's the last thing they do.

One last thing before I shuffle off the planet
I will be the one to make you crawl
so I came down to wish you an unhappy birthday
someone call the ambulance there’s gonna be an accident

I’m coming up on infra-red,
there is no running that can hide you
cause I can see in the dark
I’m coming up on infra-red,
forget your running, I will find you

One more thing before we start the final face off
I will be the one to watch you fall
so I came down to crash and burn your beggars banquet
someone call the ambulance there’s gonna be an accident

I’m coming up on infra-red,
there is no running that can hide you
cause I can see in the dark
I’m coming up on infra-red,
forget your running, I will find you
(I will find you!)

someone call the ambulance there’s gonna be an accident
I’m coming up on infra-red,
there is no running that can hide you
cause I can see in the dark

I’m coming up on infra-red,
forget your running, I will find you
cause I can see in the dark

I’m coming up on infra-red,
there is no running that can hide you
cause I can see in the dark

I’m coming up on infra-red,
forget your running,
I will find you
I will find you
I will find you


I'm not much one for birthdays... but on the odd occasion, perhaps an unhappy birthday might just work. Then again, isn't that just too much effort?