evile: (headphones)

Double Dare

I dare you, to be real
To touch a flickering flame
The pangs of dark delight
Don't cower in night fright

Don't back away just yet
From destinations set
I dare you to be proud
To dare to shout aloud
For convictions that you feel
Like sound from bells to peal
I dare you to speak of your despise
For bureaucracy, hypocracy- all liars

I dare
I dare
I dare- you- you
evile: (future)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qnk1vlS9G5w


Closer To Free
Bodeans

Yeah
Everybody wants to live how they wanna live and
Everybody wants to love how they wanna love and
Everybody wants to be closer to free
And yeah yeah yeah
Everybody wants respect
Just a little bit
And everybody needs a chance once in a while
Everybody wants to be closer to free
And yeah yeah yeah
Everybody one everybody two everybody free
Everybody needs to touch ya know now and then and
Everybody wants a good good friend
Everybody wants to be closer to free
Alright
I said everybody one everybody two everybody free!
Everybody wants to live how they wanna live and everybody
Wants to love how they wanna love
And everybody wants to be closer to free
Yeah closer to free
Yeah closer to free
Closer to free
And yeah and yeah yeah
evile: (headphones)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Tuec_VTpvs


Brilliant Mistake
by Elvis Costello

He thought he was the King of America
Where they pour Coca Cola just like vintage wine
Now I try hard not to become hysterical
But I'm not sure if I am laughing or crying
I wish that I could push a button
And talk in the past and not the present tense
And watch this hurtin' feeling disappear
Like it was common sense
It was a fine idea at the time
Now it's a brilliant mistake
She said that she was working for the ABC News
It was as much of the alphabet as she knew how to use
Her perfume was unspeakable
It lingered in the air
Like her artificial laughter
Her mementos of affairs
"Oh" I said "I see you know him"
"Isn't that very fortunate for you"
And she showed me his calling card
He came third or fourth and there were more than one or two
He was a fine idea at the time
Now he's a brilliant mistake

He thought he was the King of America
But it was just a boulevard of broken dreams
A trick they do with mirrors and with chemicals
The words of love in whispers
And the acts of love in screams
I wish that I could push a button
And talk in the past and not the present tense
And watch this lovin' feeling disappear
Like it was common sense
I was a fine idea at the time
Now I'm a brilliant mistake
evile: (headphones)


take a look at me tell me what do you see
you dont have to love me but am not your enemy
and am not amused by your verbal abuse
you think you are clever what a sorry excuse
playing with the minds of people dangerous games they play
man if you are not careful they lead you astray
protect your soul by any means necessary
take nothing for granted
you may be sorry ooohhh
one life you've got to live
come on lets us live it right
if you're in bed with the devil
then you have made your choice
because

Chorus
we've been battered and bruise (Rept 1)
we still nursing wounds
battered and bruised still nursing my wounds
battered and bruised yea still nursing my wounds
battered and bruised yeah still nursing wounds

Verse 2
we face all form of human segregation
who used to ask me where i am from
they brought us here in shackles and chain
and throughout the centuries its nothing but pain

Rept chorus x2
rept verse 1
evile: (headphones)
Talk of yesterday and
She will show her
Brothers photographed
In callous clothes.
Say tomorrow and
She'll say come find me
On a beach, and there will no moon.
But say today, and she will kiss your face
And maybe forget.

Talk of yesterday like bargain shoe strings
She will kick the car and find her friends.
Say tomorrow and then
She'll describe some old communion cups
And someone's coat.
But say today and she may look your way
And lead you home
evile: (headphones)


Our Little Angel
=Elvis Costello

This is the place where I made my best mistakes
This is the place even angels don't understand
I've seen the disappointment in her face
And the collection of engagement rings on her right hand
She sits alone apart from the crowd
In a white dress she wears like a question mark
Friends speak of her fondly
Enemies just think out loud
You think you're man enough to please her
And you're fool enough to start
You're not going to do a thing to our little angel
There's nothing you're thinking tonight that tomorrow won't change
Now the cabaret is frozen and the laughter comes in cans
And the lonely hearts club clientele don't know what to do with their hands
You think that you'll be sweet to her but everybody knows
That you're the marshmallow valentine that got stuck on her clothes
But you're not going to do a thing to our little angel
There's nothing you're thinking tonight that tomorrow won't change

So you mix your drinks and words
You make bad jokes you make bad time
The floors are there to walk over
The walls are there to climb
You swear that you'll never go back again once you're inside
You're never the bridegroom she's always the bride
And you're not going to do a thing to our little angel
There's nothing you're thinking tonight that tomorrow won't change

You'll come in a sweetheart and you'll go out a stranger
Well you try to love her but she's so contrary
Like a chainsaw running through a dictionary
So get your mind off the sweet behind of our little angel
You're not going to do a thing
You're not going to do a thing
You're not going to do a thing to our little angel
evile: (Bitchplz)
This came on the radio as I was driving home tonight.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fnHHUWs4CgU

No Good

Mar. 3rd, 2011 06:33 pm
evile: (headphones)








"I never promised you anything,
somehow I'm the bad guy in the end.
You wanted of me,
I'm not gonna give you anything,
I'm no good anyway.

I passed my expiration date,
if you look at the ingredients you'll find
you're allergic to me."
evile: (headphones)
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine
Staying home to watch the rain
And you are young and life is long
And there is time to kill today
And then one day you find
Ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run
You missed the starting gun

And you run, and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter
Never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to nought
Or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desparation is the English way
The time is gone
The song is over
Thought I'd something more to say

Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
When I come home cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells

--Pink Floyd, "time"
evile: (headphones)
I recently heard again the Billy Joel song "And so it goes"...a lot of people read sadness into the lyrics, but to me, it's really a song about letting yourself be completely vulnerable to the person you love. Because that's the only way love can really work. Scary as hell. Totally worth it. Sometimes really, really effin' hard.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FHO6a2H-pqY


In every heart there is a room
A sanctuary safe and strong
To heal the wounds from lovers past
Until a new one comes along

I spoke to you in cautious tones
You answered me with no pretense
And still I feel I said too much
My silence is my self defense

And every time I've held a rose
It seems I only felt the thorns
And so it goes, and so it goes
And so will you soon I suppose

But if my silence made you leave
Then that would be my worst mistake
So I will share this room with you
And you can have this heart to break

And this is why my eyes are closed
It's just as well for all I've seen
And so it goes, and so it goes
And you're the only one who knows

So I would choose to be with you
That's if the choice were mine to make
But you can make decisions too
And you can have this heart to break

And so it goes, and so it goes
And you're the only one who knows

Thank You

Nov. 22nd, 2010 04:30 pm
evile: (headphones)
evile: (headphones)




Well I wish real hard when I close my eyes

If I could change the world--would I even try

If I found a reason to regain my pride

Oh if I try to believe--try to believe




[CHORUS]

It's so hard to find an answer

It's so hard to stand alone

It's so hard to find a feeling

That was buried long ago


It's so hard to trust another

When it's easier to hide

It's so hard to believe

Unless we try baby try



If I had a dream and it got away


If I found the words would I know what to say

If I had a chance to be someone else

Yeah if I try to believe, try to believe



[CHORUS]



If I found a door I've never been through


Would I have the courage to go in without you

(Try To Believe)

And if time runs short would I recognize

The things I couldn't see

If I try to believe--try to believe




If we listen to the voices that were silent for so long

If you thought they went away, well you couldn't be more wrong

If I tell you there is something that we've lost but can retrieve

If I tell you there is hope, if we try to believe

You remember there's a dream that we long since put aside

With the toys that we discarded


And the tears we never cried

We could have had it once again, if we try baby try



Writer : STEVE BARTEK, DANNY ELFMAN

Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

Halloween!

Oct. 31st, 2010 11:52 am
evile: (headphones)
evile: (headphones)
The words you stole won't save your soul
They'll only buy you time.

http://www.joshwoodward.com/song/DontCloseYourEyes
evile: (headphones)
And, seriously, it could be my theme song.

As I was running errands around town today (last minute Halloween preps are the best! NOT!), this song came on the radio.
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HAPPY HALLOWEEN TO ALL MY FRIENDS FREAKS!!!

mmmusic!

Sep. 24th, 2009 07:46 am
evile: (headphones)
I have been peripherally aware of Great Big Sea for a while now, but for whatever reasons I hadn't listened to them a whole lot until just before we left for our cruise.

Imagine my surprise & delight when I came home to find that two CDs had come in the mail while we were gone! Rant And Roar, which is a great upbeat singable & danceable album & Fortunes Favour, which shows a more lyrical & thoughtful side of the band. Thank you, [livejournal.com profile] thax!

They are also totally cute guys and make awesome videos, too! Check it out:

When I'm Up (I can't get down)--a great 'start the day' song.

Mari-Mac--a great take on a traditional song I've heard a million times at renfaire by a million bands :)

End of the world--the best cover I've heard lately!

{edit} PS: they have also played on the Ships & Dip cruises. Now THAT sounds like a good time. (yes, "My name is E, and I'm a cruise-aholic.")

Friday

Mar. 28th, 2009 08:20 am
evile: (headphones)
Yesterday after work, I stopped by the store for salad stuff for dinner, and then I went home and vented to [livejournal.com profile] fractallia & [livejournal.com profile] mrhuggles about my latest fuck-up with my other brother. I never can say or do the right thing with him and his wife. I don't even know how she got into this last one. I emailed him to let him know about A's hearing, and he came back with 'my wife's legal advice is bla bla bla.' Which annoyed me. I didn't want legal advice, and certainly not from her. This wasn't even ABOUT his wife. Why did he have to go and make it about her?! And why did I follow him there? goddamn. I fell right into it. fuuuuuuck. argh. stupid! stupid!

ANYWAY, once I got bitching about that out of my system, I went over to [livejournal.com profile] northwall's and we had supper and looked at A's divorce papers. Everything seems pretty straightforward. Hopefully this won't be as much of a hassle as I thought. I told her about the Big Fake Wedding and the Paulie the Dog Saga. I probably overwhelmed her with the crazy fucked up dysfunction that is my male-sibling relationships. Then we hennaed her hair and wached "Mean Girls." I liked it, and the message was simple and timely. I don't get a do-over for yesterday, but I do have an all new today to work with.

When I came home, Fractallia & Huggles were gone to a party and every light in the house was on and the dog was out. :| So that kinda sucked. But then I went thru my mail and found a special offer for a subscription to Essence magazine that basically made me laugh myself to sleep. It started with "We know you." and went on to talk about how I needed their magazine's make-up tips for how to bring out the best in my beautiful brown skin....Well, Essence Magazine, I don't think you know me at all...but thanks for the laffs, and I'd be tempted to subscribe if I was the sort to read magazines regularly, but I'm not. I hate to waste the paper.

Fractallia & Huggles came in sometime after I'd gone to bed, woke me up with talking & laughing and whatnot. dammit. I usually sleep right thru stuff like that, so it's not usually an issue, but I think I sleep lighter when I'm sleeping alone.

So I'm at work putting in some OT, tired & grouchy. It's hard to be up with the night owls and then have to get up early to flap with the turkeys.

Oh. I left my phone at Northwall's place, I think.

I liked the "Mean Girls" soundtrack. Especially this song.Read more... )
evile: (Walls)
Do You Love Me? (part 2) - Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

Onward! And Onward! And Onward I go
Where no man before could be bothered to go
Till the soles of my shoes are shot full of holes
And it's all downhill with a bullet
This ramblin' and rovin' has taken it's course
I'm grazing with the dinosaurs and the dear old horses
And the city streets crack and a great hole forces
Me down with my soapbox, my pulpit
The theatre ceiling is silver star spangled
And the coins in my pocket go jingle-jangle


Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?


There's a man in the theatre with girlish eyes
Who's holding my childhood to ransom
On the screen there's a death,
there's a rustle of cloth
And a sickly voice calling me handsome
There's a man in the theatre with sly girlish eyes
On the screen there's an ape, a gorilla
There's a groan, there's a cough, there's a rustle of cloth
And a voice that stinks of death and vanilla
This is a secret, mauled and mangled
And the coins in my pocket go jingle-jangle


Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?


The walls in the ceiling are painted in blood
The lights go down, the red curtains come apart
The room is full of smoke and dialogue I know by heart
And the coins in my pocket jingle-jangle
As the great screen crackled and popped
And the clock of my boyhood was wound down and stopped
And my handsome little body oddly propped
And my trousers ride down to my ankles
Yes, onward! And upward!
And I'm off to find love
Do you love me? If you do, I'm thankful


Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?


This city is an ogre squatting by the river
It gives life but it takes it away, my youth
There comes a time when you just cannot deliver
This is a fact. This is a stone cold truth.
Do you love me? I love you, handsome.
But do you love me? Yes, I love you, you are handsome
Amongst the cogs and the wires, my youth
Vanilla breath and handsome apes with girlish eyes
Dreams that roam between truth and untruth
Memories that become monstrous lies
So onward! And Onward! And Onward I go!
Onward! And Upward! And I'm off to find love
With blue-black bracelets on my wrists and my ankles
And the coins in my pocket go jingle-jangle


Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
evile: (Pippi Longstocking)
"Heal Over"


Read more... )
evile: (headphones)

Things to Remember when writing figures of speech and sound
The Power of poetry comes from the ability to defy logic
Defy Logic Often
Use a metaphor and tell us that your lover is the sky.

Tell us that your lover is the sky.

When you do that
We won't believe you,
We won't believe you
Because saying so makes no sense
But we'll see a meaning.

We'll see a meaning

The other thing is the ability to be remembered.

Love Anything.
Love Anything

Wasted
I cut myself down
Cut myself down
Wasted

Now Breaking Free
Breaking Free
It's no longer me

Understand where you came from

Floating
I'm facing me down
Prostrate to the ground

Understand

Prostrate to the ground

Mystery
Rain down on my life
down on my life

Maybe there is nothing to say
Breathing
The future is gone
The strain of the past

Sometimes nothing often means;
The beauty of the human experience

Healing
Rain down on my life
Down on my life

Wasted
Now breaking free
Breaking free
It's no longer me

Love Anything

Use a metaphor and tell us that your lover is the sky
Love Anything.

Love Anything

Love Anything

Use a metaphor and tell us that your lover is the sky

Sometimes

Sometimes nothing often means
the beauty of the human experience,

These things are to be remembered

To be remembered

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