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Description: These are the 2 new songs from Tegan and Sara's EP "I'll Take the Blame."
1. One Second
Download: http://www.sendspace.com/file/xqbhdy
2. I Take All the Blame
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107, 06:44, 2008-02-09 17:04:06 Description: This AMV is for Amy, Ken, and Shuggie. I have only known them for a little while, but they hav been so kind to me, and they have said some very nice things bout my family, my difficult past, and my (More) This AMV is for Amy, Ken, and Shuggie. I have only known them for a little while, but they hav been so kind to me, and they have said some very nice things bout my family, my difficult past, and my present experiences. They even dedicated one of their videos to me! :) So thank you so much guys! You are real friends; wherever you are I feel love! And I will try harder, do my best, and get through this. :)
This video is also very special to me as it's my 13th video; the number 13 is my favorite number! :)
The colors I used in the intro and the end are very important in that they symbolize myself and my future kids:
Blue: Mayuka, my future adopted daughter
Yellow: Sasha, my future biological daughter
Red: Roger, my future biological son
Purple: myself, it's my favorite color. :)
This isn't the original song by Laava, but a remix with less lyrics from their single that I heard today, and I love it because of the contrast from hardcore tones to lighter tones as well as the message, and since it's over 5 min, I only used one pic as I have before. Itunes did say what the remix was called, otherwise I'd put it down, if anyone can tell me the name of the remix, I'd appeasheate it.
This is a love song as in a girl to a guy love song, but I find the lyrics used in it are mostly appropheate for this occasion.
The pic is from Air, which is an anime series that is very sad but very good, here is some other Air tv AMVs that are excellent, and explain the story a bit. A word of warning, they are sad, so bring a tissue.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WcZpUDzHEzg
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=khbn-7XeOZQ
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kJUhlJzlRi0
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HQ9jA3e8l4E
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EfGjstm-n4c
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7FdKBP1704U
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jLGz7tyqFdY
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lw-xBhF6swU
Visit ask123321 channel, they are wonderful people and great friends. :)
http://www.youtube.com/user/ask123321
as always, you can download Laava's single Wherever You Are (I Feel Love) on Itunes, where you can find the Original and other mixes along with this one.
Speacking of which, here a link to the original version
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cfAp8Gk5ybA
Chiyo
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=reJFCM632jU
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TiyZaG9sVWo
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59, 06:44, 2008-04-21 18:15:59 Description: This AMV is for Amy, Ken, and Shuggie. I have only known them for a little while, but they hav been so kind to me, and they have said some very nice things bout my family, my difficult past, and my (More) This AMV is for Amy, Ken, and Shuggie. I have only known them for a little while, but they hav been so kind to me, and they have said some very nice things bout my family, my difficult past, and my present experiences. They even dedicated one of their videos to me! :) So thank you so much guys! You are real friends; wherever you are I feel love! And I will try harder, do my best, and get through this. :) This video is also very special to me as it's my 13th video; the number 13 is my favorite number! :) The colors I used in the intro and the end are very important in that they symbolize myself and my future kids: Blue: Mayuka, my future adopted daughter Yellow: Sasha, my future biological daughter Red: Roger, my future biological son Purple: myself, it's my favorite color. :) This isn't the original song by Laava, but a remix with less lyrics from their single that I heard today, and I love it because of the contrast from hardcore tones to lighter tones as well as the message, and since it's over 5 min, I only used one pic as I have before. Itunes did say what the remix was called, otherwise I'd put it down, if anyone can tell me the name of the remix, I'd appeasheate it. This is a love song as in a girl to a guy love song, but I find the lyrics used in it are mostly appropheate for this occasion. The pic is from Air, which is an anime series that is very sad but very good, here is some other Air tv AMVs that are excellent, and explain the story a bit. A word of warning, they are sad, so bring a tissue. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WcZpUDzHEzg http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=khbn-7XeOZQ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kJUhlJzlRi0 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HQ9jA3e8l4E http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EfGjstm-n4c http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7FdKBP1704U http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jLGz7tyqFdY http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lw-xBhF6swU Visit ask123321 channel, they are wonderful people and great friends. :) http://www.youtube.com/user/ask123321 as always, you can download Laava's single Wherever You Are (I Feel Love) on Itunes, where you can find the Original and other mixes along with this one. Speacking of which, here a link to the original version http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cfAp8Gk5ybA Chiyo http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=reJFCM632jU http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TiyZaG9sVWo http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b7ssbv8XAUA (Less)
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142, 04:38, 2008-10-16 13:41:31 Description: To enable STEREO click here:
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Thanks to Indy!
I think you like it a lot
I think you like what you see
I know you like what you got, babe
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I think you like it a lot
I think you like what you see
I know you like what you got, babe
'Cause what you've got is me
I want to step into the water
And I get totally wet
I'm a romeo's daughter
I'm in it up to my neck
This heart, these hands
Are made to understand
This girl and that man
If we don't make it no one can
Oh baby
Oh I cry myself to sleep at night
I'm so in love
'Cause I cry myself to sleep at night
I'm all shook up
'Cause I cry myself to sleep at night
This woman is in love
I think you like a little solo
A little one on one
A little old fashioned feel good
Make me emotionally numb
This heart, these hands
Are made to understand
This girl and that man
If we don't make it no one can
Oh baby
I cry myself to sleep at night
I'm so in love
I cry myself to sleep at night
I'm all shook up
'Cause I cry myself to sleep at night
This woman is in love
This heart, these hands
Are made to understand
This girl and that man
If we don't make it no one can
Oh baby
I cry myself to sleep at night
I'm so in love
I cry myself to sleep at night
I'm all shook up
I cry myself to sleep at night
'Cause I cry myself to sleep at night
I'm so in love
I cry myself to sleep at night
I'm all shook up
And I cry myself to sleep at night
I'm so in love
I cry myself to sleep at night...
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Romeo's Daughter was a British AOR mainstream rock band with Leigh Matty, Craig Joiner, Anthony Mitman.
The manager of the band was Olga Lange, then the wife of Robert John "Mutt" Lange. Mutt Lange was impressed by their songwriting abilities and agreed to produce (part of) their debut album. Hence, Romeo's Daughter was often seen as proteges of Mutt Lange.
The first album contained the singles "Don't Break My Heart", "I Cry Myself to Sleep at Night", covered by Bonnie Tyler and "Heaven In The Back Seat", the latter from the "Nightmare on Elm Street Part V" soundtrack. The album was produced by Mutt Lange and John Parr. "Wild Child" (written by Mutt Lange) was later covered by Heart on the Brigade album, and "Heaven In The Back Seat" was covered by Eddie Money on his 1991 album Right Here, a track that was also produced by Robert Lange once again.
The second album, "Delectable" was a more mature affair, although it was released on the smaller Music For Nations label so got less exposure. Mitman went on to work with FM and other bands while the band quietly broke up in the mid 1990s.
On February 25, 2008, Romeo's Daughter's first studio album was reissued by Rock Candy Records on CD with bonus material, a 16-page full colour booklet with original and new artwork, etc.
Members:
Leigh Matty - Lead vocals and background vocals
Craig Joiner - Guitars and background vocals
Anthony Mitman - Keyboards and background vocals
On the second album they were joined by:
Ed Poole - bass
Andy Wells - drums and background vocals (Less)
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109, 04:56, 2008-04-17 13:19:17 Description: Lil'Wayne - I'm Me (Official Music Video & Lyrics) Download the ringtone at http://SuperDrifting.com Lil'Wayne - I'm Me Lyrics Intro:] The hottest... under the sun (More) Lil'Wayne - I'm Me (Official Music Video & Lyrics) Download the ringtone at http://SuperDrifting.com Lil'Wayne - I'm Me Lyrics Intro:] The hottest... under the sun Ain't nobody f**kin with me, man And you already know that, pimpin Cash Money Records, where dreams come true F**k up my dreams, somebody gon die tonight And you already know that, pimpin Hey it's Cash Money Records man A lawless game [Verse 1:] Un-f**kin believable, Little Wayne's the president F**k em, f**k em, f**k em Even if they celibate I know the game is crazy It's more crazy than it's ever been I'm married to that crazy bitch Call me Kevin Federline It's obvious that he'll be Cash Money til the death of him The ground shall break when they bury him Bury him, I know one day they gotta bury him Better lock my casket tight baby so I don't let the devil in Nigga, it's just me and my guitar Yea, bitch I'm heavy metal-ing You can get to f**kin Led Zeppelin Niggas is bitches, bitches, I think they full of estrogen And we hold court, and take your life for the settlement Yes, I'm the best. and no I ain't positive, I'm definate I know the game like I'm reffing it This is Tha Carter, Tha Carter 3, the new testament And I'm the god, and this is what I bless them with [Hook:] Bitch, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me Baby, I'm me, So who you, You're not me, You're not me And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care I'm a motha f**kin Cash Money millionaire I know that ain't fair, but I don't care I'm a motha f**kin Cash Money millionaire [Verse 2:] Junior It's cash money over everything It's in my blood I feel it runnning in every vein I'm from the mud I am a missle like a scud What's really good, I'm about that ruckers like Fudd And I stay on my flow and Cash Money like a rug Tied to the f**kin' birdman like a log And dear Mr. Ronald Williams To you I shall forever give thanks like a pilgrim Cash Money million, hier to the throne Going at the head is like hair and a comb Sittin by the window, I just stare at the stone Knowin' I might get through it like hair and a comb Know money over bitches, my niggas trust my sisters And I will take or trash it with the lord as my witness And you all have witnessed, but I am not finished So keep your mouth closed and let your eyes listen [Hook:] That I'm me I'm me, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me Baby, I'm me, So who you, You're not me, You're not me And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care I'm a motha f**kin Cash Money millionaire I know that ain't fair, but I don't care I'm still a motha f**kin Cash Money millionaire (bitch!!!) [Verse 3:] Last year they had the grammys and left me in Miami Sleeping on a nigga like I'm rapping in my jammies I'm rapping when you sleep, I was rapping when you were in jammies Mel Gibson flew lethal weapon book em' danny I'm a monster I tell you monster wayne I have just swallowed the key to the house of pain Now I'm stuck here to deal with the house's pain F**k with me, I will peel like the house's paint Let's go, niggas don't see me cause I'm better than both The only time I will depend is when I'm seventy years old That's when I can't hold my shit within so I shit on myself Cause I'm so sick and tired of shitting on everybody else I'm tryna tell you like I saying something I'm from the dirty like the bottom of my pants cuff And there ain't nothin gonna stop me So just envy it, hey, I'll accept a friendly quit. (ha) yea [Hook:] I'm me, I'm me. Bitch, I'm me Baby, I'm me, So who you, f**k you, You're not me And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care I'm a motha f**kin Cash Money millionaire I know that ain't fair, but I don't care I am a motha f**kin Cash Money millionaire (bitch!!!) [Outro:] The hottest... under the sun Ain't nobody f**kin with me, man And you already know that, pimpin Cash Money Records, where dreams come true Somebody gon die tonight And you already know that, pimpin Hey it's Cash Money Records man The law in this game (Less)
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45, 06:09, 2008-04-17 13:28:57 Description: Justin Timberlake Ft. T.I. - My Love (Official Music Video) Download the ringtone at http://SuperDrifting.com Justin Timberlake Ft. T.I. - My Love Lyrics Ain't no other woman that could (More) Justin Timberlake Ft. T.I. - My Love (Official Music Video) Download the ringtone at http://SuperDrifting.com Justin Timberlake Ft. T.I. - My Love Lyrics Ain't no other woman that could take your spotlight... If I wrote you a symphony Just to say how much you mean to me (what would you do) If I told you you were beautiful Would you date me on the regular (tell me would you?) BAby, I've been around the world But I ain't seen myself another girl (like you) This ring represents my heart There's just one thing I need from you (say I do) [Bridge:] I could see us holding hands Walkin on the beach, our toes in the sand I can see us on the countryside Sittin on the grass leanin side by side You could be my baby Let me make you my lady Girl, you amaze me Ain't gotta do nothin crazy All I want you to do is be [Chorus x2] My love (so don't give away) My love (so don't give away) My love (so don't give away) Ain't no other woman that can take your spot Now if I wrote you a love note And made you smile at every word I wrote (what would u do?) Would that make you want to change your scene And wanna be the one on my team (tell me would you?) See, what's the point in waiting anymore Cuz Girl, I never been more sure (that baby, it's you) This ring here represents my heart And everything I've been waiting for (just say it, I do) Because [Bridge:] I could see us holding hands Walkin on the beach, our toes in the sand I can see us on the countryside Sittin on the grass leanin side by side You could be my baby Let me make you my lady Girl, you amaze me Ain't gotta do nothin crazy All I want you to do is be [TI:] Shorty, cool as a fan On the new once again But he Still has fan from Peru to Japan Listen baby, I don't wanna ruin your plan but If you got a man, try to lose him if you can Cause your girl worldwide throw they hands up high When they wanna come kick it wit a stand up guy You don't really wanna let the chance go by Because you ain't been seen wit a man so fly Baby France so fly, i cant go fly, Private, cause I handle mine, B.I., They call me candle guy, simply cause I am on fire Girl Id have to Cancel my, vacation so you can't deny I'm patient, but I ain't gonna try You don't come, I ain't gonna die Hold up, what you mean, you can't go, why? Me and you boyfriend we ain't no tie You say you wanna kick it, when i aint so high Baby, its so obvious i aint your guy Ain't goin lie, I feel your space But forget your face, I swear I will Same mark, same bullet anywhere I chill Just bring wit me a pair, I will [Bridge:] I could see us holding hands Walkin on the beach, our toes in the sand I can see us on the countryside Sittin on the grass leanin side by side You could be my baby Let me make you my lady Girl, you amaze me Ain't gotta do nothin crazy All I want you to do is be [Chorus x2:] My love (so don't give away) My love (so don't give away) My love (so don't give away) Ain't no other woman that can take your spot (Less)
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83, 04:10, 2008-04-17 13:29:07 Description: The Rapture - Get Myself Into It (Official Music Video & Lyrics) Download the ringtone at http://SuperDrifting.com The Rapture - Get Myself Into It Lyrics Holiday. Get away. I feel (More) The Rapture - Get Myself Into It (Official Music Video & Lyrics) Download the ringtone at http://SuperDrifting.com The Rapture - Get Myself Into It Lyrics Holiday. Get away. I feel funny. Children's money. Gonna get myself into it. Gonna get myself into it. Gonna get myself into it. Why not help me do it? Gonna get myself into it. Gonna get myself into it. Gonna get myself into it. Why not help me do it? Hey! Hey! Hey! HEY! Don't be late... at God's gate. Don't talk shit... out with it! Gonna get myself into it. Gonna get myself into it. Gonna get myself into it. Why not help me do it? Gonna get myself into it. Gonna get myself into it. Gonna get myself into it. Why not help me do it? It's the chance of a lifetime. It's the chance of a lifetime. It's the chance of a lifetime. It's the chance of a lifetime. On the train.. feels insane. What the fuck? Just bad luck. Gonna get myself into it. Gonna get myself into it. Gonna get myself into it. Why not help me do it? Gonna get myself into it. Gonna get myself into it. Gonna get myself into it. Why not help me do it? Don't you tell me that I'm fine... Cause I'll show you that you're blind. Don't you tell me that I'm fine... Cause I'll show you that you're blind. (Less)
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142, 04:08, 2006-10-18 08:23:54 Description: Eniale's Rule: Music Only
"All That I'm Living For"
All that I'm living for,
All that I'm dying for,
All that I can't ignore alone at night.
I can feel (More) Eniale's Rule: Music Only
"All That I'm Living For"
All that I'm living for,
All that I'm dying for,
All that I can't ignore alone at night.
I can feel the night beginning.
Separate me from the living.
Understanding me,
After all I've seen.
Piecing every thought together,
Find the words to make me better.
If I only knew how to pull myself apart.
All that I'm living for,
All that I'm dying for,
All that I can't ignore alone at night.
All that I'm wanted for,
Although I wanted more.
Lock the last open door, my ghosts are gaining on me.
I believe that dreams are sacred.
Take my darkest fears and play them
Like a lullaby,
Like a reason why,
Like a play of my obsessions,
Make me understand the lesson,
So I'll find myself,
So I won't be lost again.
All that I'm living for,
All that I'm dying for,
All that I can't ignore alone at night.
All that I'm wanted for,
Although I wanted more.
Lock the last open door, my ghosts are gaining on me.
Guess I thought I'd have to change the world to make you see me,
To be the one.
I could have run forever,
But how for would I have come
Without mourning your love?
All that I'm living for,
All that I'm dying for,
All that I can't ignore alone at night.
All that I'm wanted for,
Although I wanted more.
Lock the last open door, my ghosts are gaining on me.
Should it hurt to love you?
Should I feel like I do?
Should I lock the last open door,
My ghosts are gaining on me.
[Thanks to Britney (fallen_angel0987@yahoo.com) for these lyrics] (Less)
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73, 04:26, 2007-10-18 00:23:53 Description: UPDATE: this video got entered into the jukebox hero contest! help us out @ http://www.youtube.com/samsungjuke
Update***We got in the Top 16 Movies for the Bay Area Grand Finale!! also nominated (More) UPDATE: this video got entered into the jukebox hero contest! help us out @ http://www.youtube.com/samsungjuke
Update***We got in the Top 16 Movies for the Bay Area Grand Finale!! also nominated best soundtrack lol! So surprised. Even though we didn't win any awards, I was glad to see so many people liked it! it warmed my cold heart. Be sure to subscribe or check up on us, I plan on doing another project soon ;)***Here is a link to the RAW mp3 version: http://www.zshare.net/audio/43509239181174/
***Sorry if it offends anyone***
This vid won Best Comedy Award from CMF 2007 at UCDAVIS. Special Thanks to everyone who contributed and inspired Joanne, Jessica, Silvana, John too many to name...:] Wish we had more time to make it right, but eh. maybe in the future!
Here are the lyrics(cuz i know not everyone could catch it):
I like you a lot (I'll stalk you) by Jim Truong and Tony Chau
I'm the guy thats in all of your classes
Always sit behind you yo i think your fantastic
hard to look around becuz you fog up my glasses
and I stumbled cuz i think your so tight
Yo I ain't no scrub cuz that not ur type
not the kind of guy that falls in in love at first sight
(thats why i had to looked twice)
would you go out with me?
(no)
that's cool cuz your out of my league.
Imma stalk you
I'm the rustle that you hear in the shrub
I'm the reason you feel awkward when you take a shower
sittin across the street with my binoculars
(But you never notice)
Rose pedals on the floor
Got a surprise in store
what could it be...
It's me behind your door...your dooor
yyour door, how i adore your
face when you sleep, so deep, is my love, for you, got a nice room.
and i like it a lot
got inside cuz i made myself a key to the lock.
(you snore when you sleep)
Hit you up on my LG cell phone
Late night session Dial Tones
Love the way you talk to me...(hell who is this?) your so funny?
Love the fragrance that you leave in the air,
Steal your comb just to smell your hair
Slumber party me n you, spin the bottle just for two
I'll stalk you (Girl I like you a lot)
I'll stalk you (Damn the back of your head is so hot)
Do anything to get close to you
Pretend I'm Gay just to cop a feel of your booob. Haaaaaaay
I'm the rustle that you hear in the shrub
I'm the reason you feel awkward when you take a shower
sittin across the street with my binoculars
(But you never notice)
Love letters on the stairs
steal all your underwear
Hidden camera inside your bear
your bear, your bear, how much i care about you
You're so cute, and so fair. can i stare
Yo and i like you a lot
i'm like walmart so i got what you want
Call me GPS I know exactly where your at
show i care so I killed your lost cat... (Less)
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22, 07:37, 2007-07-06 12:43:52 Description: "I Set Myself On Fire" is a song I wrote while I was still living on Cornelia Street in the West Village of New York City. (http://www.littledog.com/fire.html)
Right after graduate (More) "I Set Myself On Fire" is a song I wrote while I was still living on Cornelia Street in the West Village of New York City. (http://www.littledog.com/fire.html)
Right after graduate school, I was working for IBM. The commute and salary were such that, after my travels from Manhattan to Yorktown, NY (via subway, train and then cab from the Croton on the Hudson Station) my net income was $470 per week and that's if I didnít eat. At that time, I was living with a girl, who was attending St. John's University Law School. Her family was rather wealthy and lived in Syosset, NY. I never asked her for any rent or expense money, because I never felt it fair, as she would ocassionally stay at her parents house during the week and then stay with me the rest of the week and on the weekend. As my financial situation worsened, my friends would privately berate me for not asking this young woman to chip in for living expenses. They vilified her and this in turn added to my frustration. (She once told me that people who love each other never fight about money. I don't remember my parents ever fighting about anything else. So, I guess that is the axiom of the wealthy).
In 1997 I began work on a documentary film with friends of mine who were paying me what seemed enough money to help me out my financial morass. The production assistant inundated me with books and documents, which needed to be scanned in (or videotape... I wasn't sure exactly how to do it). So, I spent a lot of time setting up tables and wood planks, trying to shoot the pictures without ruining the books and also keeinging the pictures from producing morie patterns on the video. I also spent a lot of time working on and worrying about this film, instead of spending time with the young woman in my life. Anyway, one Friday night at about 11:30, when I was half asleep after a long week of going to IBM during the day and working on the documentary at night, the phone rang and it was the young woman calling from her parents home in Syosset. After some small talk she asked me if I had been seeing anyone else. I explained that I was frustrated and working day and night, so I could make some extra money with this film, because I was broke after working a 40 hour week at IBM. She sheepishly told me that she thought that I was seeing someone else, so she slept with one of the guys from her law school the night before. Well, I thought I was gonna throw up. I thought I was going to cry and never stop. I thought that it was my fault and I didn't deserve anyone this wonderful to love me, so of course she would leave me for someone else. But part of me was so mad that I wanted to never see her again. The other part of me wanted to be with her ever moment of my life.
And ever after that, I had this great big hole in my heart, which I tried to cover up by being funny and wearing baggy shirts.
I just felt so stupid, and when I feel stupid... I sing.
I Set Myself On Fire
words and music by Park Borchert
I set myself on Fire
I will not be sick again
The smell of gasoline
It burns my nose
You take him in your arms
The night enfolds around you
A man you've barely known two years
I am sick again
When you touch him
When you kiss him
When you take him in your mouth
When you take him
When you touch him
When you kiss him
I am sick again, oh oh oh oh
I am sick again oh oh oh oh
I am sick again oh oh oh oh
I am sick again oh oh oh oh
I set myself on fire
My flesh it burns like paper
My heart's already died
I am sick again
Does he want you for your mind? I don't think so
Does he want you for all time? I don't think so
Is his love for you like mine? I don't think so
I am sick again
When you touch him
When you kiss him
When you take him in your mouth
When you take him
When you touch him
When you kiss him
When you take him in your mouth
When you take him
When you touch him
When you kiss him
I am sick again, oh oh oh oh
I am sick again oh oh oh oh
I am sick again oh oh oh oh
I am sick again oh oh oh oh
And it feels so cold
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8, 03:36, 2006-08-21 05:37:00 Description: James O' Toole is a well known Dublin street musician who has decided to start working on getting his numerous original songs out to other musicians and the public. James was born in (More) James O' Toole is a well known Dublin street musician who has decided to start working on getting his numerous original songs out to other musicians and the public. James was born in Dublin's Fatima Mansions flats complex. James has been writing songs for many years and has taught himself to play numerous instruments. "Music has been and will always be my rope if i ever feel like i'm going under, i feel like i've built up so much anger and fire in my belly because of the state of the world, maybe because of where i grew up, but music is the soothing balm, it's my release valve, it stops me from exploding!...in the last year i've really felt that i've been discovering my voice gaining the range i needed to express myself completely..." The word according to James O' Toole.
James performs 'I Need To'
Presented By Pauline Freeman
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168, 02:07, 2008-04-21 18:36:33 Description: Janet Kuypers read this poem live at her feature at Beach Poets (with Cathleen Schandelmeier as the host) August 5, 2007 at Loyola Beach in Chicago. A Listing of all of the poems that were read at (More) Janet Kuypers read this poem live at her feature at Beach Poets (with Cathleen Schandelmeier as the host) August 5, 2007 at Loyola Beach in Chicago. A Listing of all of the poems that were read at this feature follows, and for more material from Janet Kuypers, see http://www.janetkuypers.com for audio and writing. the poem: Under The Sea I'd like to be Under the sea To see the fish go swim, I'd like to squish A jelly fish And then let go of him. I'd like to grab A soft-shelled crab And take him for a walk I'd like to hurdle Over a turtle And teach dolphins to talk. I'd like to see A manatee And then go play by him, I'd like to do All of these things If only I could swim! — the poem: last before extinction Now he has so many opportunities. He has nothing to lose. Why not come out of the wilderness, attack everything it sees. Kill something. Suck the blood out, make him feel alive for once more. Let them try to restrain him. He has nothing to lose. And for now it can fly to the highest redwood, look out over the world. Despise the world, the world that made him be alone, leaving him alone. Who will carry his name? Who will care for him when he is old? Who can he read bed time stories to? Now it can feel death creeping upon him, closer and closer. He wants to scream. He calls upon nature; the tides rise, earthquakes shatter homes. He does not feel vindicated. He has lost. And for now she can swim to the deepest darkest cave in the Pacific, hide from the solitude, swim lower and lower; can she find where all of the other animals of dying species hide, can she find them. There must be others. They can understand, they can live together, at the bottom of the earth. Could they show their pain for their species, share what is left of their love, create a new race? Soon they will be no more and we will be taking their bones, reassembling them, studying their form, rebuilding their lives, revering them more than we ever did in life. This is what it all becomes. This is what it all boils down to. Study the bones. Study the mistakes. Study the bones. — the poem: Slate and Marrow I No one could understand, it was like every morning I couldn't find a reason to wake up. The world felt cold, like slate, like the marble tiles in the front hallway of my parent's house, that floor was always cold, oh, how I'd like to feel the cold against my feet now. But there I was, in some eleven by twelve apartment, room, running from my past, my present. Every morning I would wake up, and I would wake up from that night again - when he came uninvited, or did I invite him? The haze of the drunken nights from then on, wearing the dress, knowing the faceless faces couldn't care less, as long as they could have their way with me later that night. What would my parents think of me now? I'm no longer their little girl. I could feel myself getting older by the minute, I could feel my skin wrinkling, my joints getting stiff. I could feel my bones, the marrow drying up, my bones crumbling away. And every morning I still put on my clothes, got my work together, headed out the door. Could I ever get out of this cycle? And it was if I had never realized that all this time I was looking for a purpose. And it was you. II When I strolled up to the street singer, I stopped because I saw your face. Why on earth did you think you could tell me your secrets when we only met fifteen minutes before? And just being in your presence made me break down, made me hate everything, made me love everything, made me want change. I'd hit you in rage, I'd lean on you, my slate, and you let me. And it was as if the marrow was back. I could just lay in bed at night and feel the blood running through my body, I could feel the oxygen as I inhaled hitting my bloodstream. I could even feel the marrow, all the cells in my body moving faster and faster. My skin would tingle. I suddenly had power - I could make blood move to any part of my body, I could make a pain go away, I could turn myself into stone, not so I was cold and unfeeling, but so I was strong, immovable. And I did it for me, but don't you dare think for a minute that I didn't do it for you. — the poem: i'm thinking about myself too much all of my life it has all been about you what do you need what do you want how can i help you what can i do for you and now for once i start to live and now you tell me that i'm thinking about myself too much and i think back to all the time i've spent with you and all the care i've given you and now you tell me that i'm thinking about myself too much and i've cooked for you and i've cleaned for you and i've made sure everything in your world made sense and now you tell me that i'm thinking about myself too much and all i can think is that you're only angry because i'm thinking about me at all — the poem: Children, Churches, and Daddies And the little girl said to me, "I thought only daddies drank beer." And I found myself trying to make excuses for the can in my hand. I remember being in the church, a guest at a wedding of two people I didn't know. My date pointed out two little boys walking to their seats in front of us. In little suits and cowboy boots, this is what is central Illinois. And my date said he was sure those boys would grow up to be gay. And the worst part was their father was the coach of the high school football team. I think I laughed, but I hesitated. I remember being in the church, it was Christmas Eve, my date's family went up for communion, and all I could think was that singing the hymns was hard enough, I don't know the words, what am I doing here, what am I supposed to do? And I stayed seated, and everyone else slowly walked to the front of the church. Little soldiers in a little line, the little children in their little dresses walking behind their mommies and daddies. And the little girl said, "I thought only daddies drank beer." And I found myself trying to make excuses. — the poem: you once so confidently I found you at the pool hall with your excuses for friends taking a drag from your filtered cigarette I don't even think you inhaled I hurled my anger at you the flames from my eyes struck you but your sculpted hair wasn't even singed and you remained as cool as you imagined yourself to be and as I turned away and stormed toward the swinging door the deafening silence was broken by a feeble cough I looked back and saw you and immobile emotionless statue with beads of sweat running down your forehead as I cocked my head I closed my eyes and the flames I once hurled were extinguished as quickly as the cigarette you once so confidently smoked — the poem: To The River I lead myself to the river to cleanse myself to strip myself of all evils I touch the water with my hand I watch the gentle rippling waves contort my image and change me I wade into the pureness my toes my heels my ankles immersed in the water it pushes against my skin it tingles my nerves the sand at the bottom slides around my toes the coldness of the water numbs me I stand paralyzed to the feeling immobilized by the sensation my tolerance grows and I continue to wade my calves my shins my knees they feel like ice they are changed by the water changed by the feeling I need the river I cannot wait any longer and I dive my hair ripples with the waves as my hands part the water as I swim downward further and further to cleanse myself as the light slowly disappears and I am flooded with new sensations and new emotions but as I rise once again to the surface as I emerge from the river I emerge from the cleansing and the air once again contaminates me with the evils of life — the poem: I Just Waited As I laid in the grass as the breeze rolled past my face you slept like a baby and I just waited I don't know what I was waiting for a change that wouldn't happen a smile of appreciation a warm kiss in the cool afternoon breeze a change that wouldn't happen I could tell you I love you but I'd be lying to the both of us. I could tell you I need you but you wouldn't listen. Sometimes I need to sleep while someone watches over me. I could just walk away and let you sleep yet I can't help but hope that soon you'll arise from your slumber and actually notice that I'm still there. And be happy that I'm still there. — the poem: precinct fourteen it was a long night for us, starting out at your apartment with your roommate's coworkers coming over and making margaritas until two in the morning, but of course we then decided that the best thing to do would be to go out and so off to the blue note we went, found some interesting people to talk to, closed the bar, i think that was the first time i ever did that, closed a late- night bar, i mean, and at four-thirty you drove me home down milwaukee ave and i know it angles, and you can see the traffic light for oncoming traffic as easily as you can see your own light, but i'm sure the light was green, and not red like the cops said, when they pulled you over. you could have been in big trouble that night, no insurance, no city registration sticker, a michigan driver's license when you'd lived in illinois for over a year now, a cracked windshield, running a red light, probably intoxicated. so they brought us to the station at five a.m., and all they did was write you a ticket, and they gave me a business card, said if we had any problems to give them a call. you drove me home, and the cops met us there, too, hitting on me again, and although we both agreed that the night was a lot of fun, even with the involvement of the fourteenth precinct, i still believe that damn light wasn't even red. — the poem: philosopher at the blue note he seemed so interested in philosophy, which seemed strange, sitting at a bar at about one-thirty in the morning, it didn't seem the time or place for philosophy. but i asked questions anyway, so do you believe in a god, and if so do you believe in a mono- or polytheistic religion? and he answered by saying that everyone has a god, whether it be their soul or an icon they pray to every night before they go to bed. and that it doesn't matter what form the god takes for a person, because the moral values are similar in most every religion, what matters is that we have a god of one sort or another. that most people don't pay attention to their spirituality, who they are or what they really want. no, they don't, i thought, and was amazed that this drunk man was able to formulate cohesive thoughts at two-thirty in the morning. but then, of course, he had to mention something about sexuality, and then i realized that it was all one long, drawn- out come on, then he asked me for my phone number and i gave him a fake one, and then he tried to kiss me, and i pushed him away and he ended up running out of the bar. so much for phil- osophy, i thought, and i went home once again, alone with my morals, or values, or whatever the hell you want to call them, wondering if there is anyone out there like me. — the poem: Freedom just past the Fence After working for the Army for years on repairing jet engines I ended up being stationed in Pennsylvania one summer repairing air conditioners and refrigerators. I'd only do a little work and then have nothing to do for a day or two. But the thing I remember is that at the time Cubans were defecting to the United States by boat. They'd sail to Florida, most of then dehydrated and all of them malnourished. The U.S. government didn't want them spreading diseases in our country, so when the Cubans would appear off the coast of Miami, the military would be waiting to make sure they were healthy. Well, all I knew was that they got all these Cubans into trucks we called 'cattle cars' with only a few benches and trucked them up to Pennsylvania, where I was, and the military gave them some shots to make sure they weren't dying. So these people, after escaping their country in a shoddy wooden boat were taken by the U.S. military, herded into a boxed-in truck and shipped up the country so they could be given shots and detained. These Cubans, who came here wanting freedom, now had to wait in a fenced-in area until they were tested and given food. And it was my job to make sure that their fridge and air conditioner was working. So I sat there for a day or two at a time, drinking cans of beer, and looking out my window. I had a view of the razor wire fence and all I remember was seeing all of these Cubans leaning on the chain-link fence, wondering if this was what it was like to be free, holding on to the metal, looking out to what they were sure was freedom. — the poem: Writing Your Name I sat there in the shade I took a stick I wrote your name in the ground preacher says the number one sin is lust then I am condemned to Hell for I want you and I don't care what preacher says for if the elements wash away your name tonight I will be back tomorrow to write it again. — the poem: The Beach At Night it is getting dark the day is slowly transforming itself into night the beautiful, colorful sunburst of colors sinks into the waters of the ocean the slow, steady lapping of the waves accompanies you the soft, cold sand is pressed against your feet look around this is the beach at night — the poem: All Men Have Secrets all men have secrets and here is mine. Strength is my weakness and now my shoulders don't stay in place. You ask me to open my eyes but they are. At least I think they are. Why don't you take me in your arms? Why don't you seduce me? Tear me in half. Rip me apart. Just don't cast me aside. I don't want to be strong. Be strong for me, so that I can adjust my chin and not have to worry about whether or not my eyes are open. — the poem: moonlight moonlight is a hypnotist putting people in a trance whenever you look at it it takes over your soul no one can stop it but no one wants to — the poem: too far When he met me he told me I looked like Kim Basinger long blonde locks but as time wore on I knew I wasn't her and I could never be her and I was never good enough thin enough pretty enough I got a perm straightened my teeth bought a wonder bra but it wasn't doing the trick I bought slimfast used the stair stepper ate rice cakes and wheat germ but I wasn't thin enough I only dropped twenty pounds so I went to the spa got my skin peeled soaked myself in mud wrapped myself in cellophane bought the amino acid facial creams but I knew they didn't really work so I went to the doctor got my nose slimmed my tummy stapled my thighs sucked thought about getting a rib or two removed like Cher but I figured they've got to be there for something and hey, that's just going too far — the poem: dive The water has always called to me. I had to go, I know you don't understand, but it was the end for me. You stand on the edge of the cliff, waiting, hoping, but I'm gone. I left. I was gone before I dove into the murky water. The pain that was inside me is now in the water. The tides are now stronger. They will pull the next one in with even more power. It may be you. The birds are chirping in the trees. A car will soon drive by on the road not far from your path. Life will go on, even without me. My spirit was here, in the water, before I left. I had to go. Try to understand. — the poem: And I'm Wondering I'm wondering if there's something chemical that brings people together, something that brings people to their knees, somethings that sucks them in And I'm wondering if you're sensing what I'm sensing, is it just me, am I making this up in my head, or when I glance up and catch your eyes, well, are you actually staring at me And I'm wondering if it could work out this time, if we'd have one of those relationships that no one ever doubts, especially us, because we know we'll always be in love And I'm wondering if you'd find my neurotic pet-peeves charming like how I hate it when someone touches my belly because I'm so self conscious And I'm wondering why you had to tell me when we happened to be sitting next to each other that the fact that our legs were almost touching was making your heart race And I'm wondering why I felt the need to take your cigarette and inhale, exhale while the filter was still warm from your lips, there just seconds before And I'm wondering if a year or two from now, after we've been going out and should have gotten to the point where we are bored with each other and sink into a comfortable rut if you saw me making macaroni and cheese in the kitchen using margarine and water because I'm out of milk and I've got my hair pulled back and strands are falling into my eyes and I'm wearing an oversized button-down denim shirt and nothing else, well, what I'm wondering is if you would see me like this and still think I was sexy When I glance up and catch your eyes from across the room, when I see your eyes dart away, when I feel this chemical reaction, well, what I'm wondering is, can you feel it too (Less)
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21, 04:22, 2008-04-22 09:01:52 Description: A oitava faixa do cd audio day dream Blake Lewis - Without You Girl you could explain for a thousand days But I'll never work out why we're throwing it all away You say you're still (More) A oitava faixa do cd audio day dream Blake Lewis - Without You Girl you could explain for a thousand days But I'll never work out why we're throwing it all away You say you're still in love, you just need more space I don't have the strength to leave you but I don't wanna wait I'm not trying to bring you down I'm only calling you because I thought you should know (Chorus) I can't get used to life without you Close my eyes, see your face And nothing seems to ease the pain And I just can't get through these nights without you Close my eyes, see your face I only have myself to blame Girl lying alone I feel out of place It's all that I can do to get up and turn the page Every spin of the hands is a thousand days The things I left unsaid, pushed you so far away I'm not trying to bring you down I'm only calling you because I thought you should know (Chorus) I can't wait, there's no more time I'm getting lost inside my mind And it's easy to see that I Let you slip right through my hands I can't believe that it's over I wanna open my eyes and see you here Can't get used to life without you Close my eyes, see your face I'll only have myself to blame Can't get used to life without you Close my eyes, see your face And nothing seems to ease the pain And I just can't get through these nights without you Close my eyes, see your face I only have myself to blame You're all I need to survive You're all I need to get by You're all I need to survive You're all I need to get by (Less)
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21, 04:18, 2008-04-22 09:56:00 Description: alrighy, thrid vid. i've always thought if ryoko had an british accent she wud sound a bit like Amy Winehouse lol. from ryokos point of view a Ryoko and Tenchi vid Characters - Ryoko and Tenchi (More) alrighy, thrid vid. i've always thought if ryoko had an british accent she wud sound a bit like Amy Winehouse lol. from ryokos point of view a Ryoko and Tenchi vid Characters - Ryoko and Tenchi Song: Amy Winehouse - You Know I'm No Good please feel free to leave a comment! xxxx thank you Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard Your rolled up sleeves and your skull t-shirt You say what did you do with him today? And sniff me out like I was Tanqueray Cause you're my fella, my guy Hand me your stella and fly By the time I'm out the door You're tear men down like Roger Moore I cheated myself Like I knew I would I told ya, I was trouble You know that I'm no good Upstairs in bed, with my ex boy He's in the place, but I can't get joy Thinking of you in the final throes, this is when my buzzer goes Run out to meet your chips and pitter You say we married, 'cause you're not bitter There'll be none of him no more [You Know I'm No Good lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com] I cried for you on the kitchen floor I cheated myself Like I knew I would I told ya, I was trouble You know that I'm no good Sweet reunion, Jamaica and Spain We're like how we were again I'm in the tub you on the sink Lick my lips as I soak my feet Then you know this little carpet burn My stomach drop yeah and my guts churn You shrug and it's the worst Who truly stuck the knife in first I cheated myself like I knew I would I told ya I was trouble, you know that I'm no good I cheated myself, like I knew I would I told ya I was trouble, you know that I'm no good (Less)
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