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5,
02:07,
2009-03-15 13:07:06
Description: VA I Hate Trance Volume 2 , Sacred Forces - Underground Hardcore
Channel: youtube
8,
10:01,
2008-01-10 07:30:02
Description: http://www.youtube.com/djgizzo
mobile (uk) 07930 926862
http://www.myspace.com/djgizzo1
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http://www.last.fm/music/Dj+Gizzo
LET ME KNOW HOW THIS MAKES YOU (More) http://www.youtube.com/djgizzo
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http://www.last.fm/music/Dj+Gizzo
LET ME KNOW HOW THIS MAKES YOU FEEL
LISTEN TO ALL PARTS IN ORDER 1 2 3 ETC FOR THE FULL EFFECT CLOSE YOUR EYES PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR TURN UP THE MUSIC AND LET YOURSELF MOVE FREELY
Political candidates for the 2008 U.S. Presidential election have been using YouTube as an outlet for advertising their candidacies. Voters can view candidate statements and make videos supporting (or opposing) presidential candidates (e.g., videos for Ron Paul, Hillary Clinton, Barack Obama, and Joe Biden). Third Party presidential candidates have also made extensive use of YouTube. Libertarian Steve Kubby's campaign debuted a short animated film, featuring the faces and voices of campaign contributors who financed its production, on YouTube on September 29th, 2007. The U.S. media has often commented that YouTube played a significant role in the 2006 defeat of Republican Senator George Allen due to a video clip of him making allegedly racist remarks that was continuously replayed by YouTube viewers during the campaign. Political commentators such as James Kotecki have also joined the YouTube world of politics. Many commentators make videos on YouTube critiquing a presidential candidate's YouTube videos, or simply using YouTube as a medium to get their opinions heard. Recently, French and Italian politicians, such as Antonio Di Pietro, have also been using the site as part of their campaigns. YouTube has also been used by Australian Prime Minister John Howard in the lead up to the 2007 federal election. is that interesting to you? i hate politics boring! (Less) Channel: youtube
11,
04:40,
2008-07-26 16:18:44
Description: Taken from:
Underground For Ever Rec.
I Hate Trance III - Spirit Of The Underground
Buy it if you like it!
Channel: youtube
15,
10:01,
2008-04-21 16:36:02
Description: http://www.youtube.com/djgizzo mobile (uk) 07930 926862 http://www.myspace.com/djgizzo1 http://indiestore.7digital.com/djgizzo http://www.last.fm/music/Dj+Gizzo LET ME KNOW HOW THIS MAKES YOU FEEL (More) http://www.youtube.com/djgizzo mobile (uk) 07930 926862 http://www.myspace.com/djgizzo1 http://indiestore.7digital.com/djgizzo http://www.last.fm/music/Dj+Gizzo LET ME KNOW HOW THIS MAKES YOU FEEL LISTEN TO ALL PARTS IN ORDER 1 2 3 ETC FOR THE FULL EFFECT CLOSE YOUR EYES PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR TURN UP THE MUSIC AND LET YOURSELF MOVE FREELY Political candidates for the 2008 U.S. Presidential election have been using YouTube as an outlet for advertising their candidacies. Voters can view candidate statements and make videos supporting (or opposing) presidential candidates (e.g., videos for Ron Paul, Hillary Clinton, Barack Obama, and Joe Biden). Third Party presidential candidates have also made extensive use of YouTube. Libertarian Steve Kubby's campaign debuted a short animated film, featuring the faces and voices of campaign contributors who financed its production, on YouTube on September 29th, 2007. The U.S. media has often commented that YouTube played a significant role in the 2006 defeat of Republican Senator George Allen due to a video clip of him making allegedly racist remarks that was continuously replayed by YouTube viewers during the campaign. Political commentators such as James Kotecki have also joined the YouTube world of politics. Many commentators make videos on YouTube critiquing a presidential candidate's YouTube videos, or simply using YouTube as a medium to get their opinions heard. Recently, French and Italian politicians, such as Antonio Di Pietro, have also been using the site as part of their campaigns. YouTube has also been used by Australian Prime Minister John Howard in the lead up to the 2007 federal election. is that interesting to you? i hate politics boring! (Less) Channel: youtube
21,
02:08,
2008-02-03 03:32:56
Description: I think this is a gay song i made, i know u will hate the bells. very simple song like soft trance and this is the only file i have left of this song its finished
Hardcore, one, republic, one (More) I think this is a gay song i made, i know u will hate the bells. very simple song like soft trance and this is the only file i have left of this song its finished
Hardcore, one, republic, one republic, timbaland, rave, techno,
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82,
03:02,
2008-05-16 13:06:12
Description: clothing wear formal outfit buddah christ savior band musician otaku slutty stripper pole dancing guitar hero freaks j-pop j-rock ayumi hamasaki utada hikaru movement revolution revolt spanish (More) clothing wear formal outfit buddah christ savior band musician otaku slutty stripper pole dancing guitar hero freaks j-pop j-rock ayumi hamasaki utada hikaru movement revolution revolt spanish inquisition fallacy community communist revolver gun shotgun hunting deer bear dick cheney condoleeza late nite early morning hell retribution heaven free hacks cracks hax hax0r glitched glitches tricks cheats cheater cheated unfair code codes programming language languages tongue eye heart ear foot toe medical medicene doctor hand finger leg arm shoulder elbow wrist knee cap bone pelvis skull brain nose cartilage mortality mortal coil spring object everyday lord king savior emperor story segue van automobile automatic country hick redneck hillbillie hillbilly stockton sacramento dallas san francisco diego jose puto taco bell border patrol mcdonalds KFC kentucky fried chicken trans fat saturated monounsaturated polyunsaturated unsaturated peanuts food network oils cooking vine garden peaches fruits apples pears grapes banana infamous murderer killer victim historian history historical account yes no maybe so i dont know homo homosexual immigrant irrigated irrigation pipe sewer mutation ninja chemical waste plant grow shrink sun light darkness scene the cd chip micro mini macro quantum warp space drive disk star trek pizza hut dominos ecoli everybody starlet diva awards faggotz red yellow orange black blue white green purple violet ultra spectrum speculum plug one two three four five six seven eight nine ten ichi ni san shi yon roku nana shishi hachi hyaku kyuu juu jyuu sen man absolute fast slow snail sonic mario crash bandicoot hedgehog metroid tasvideos bisquit speedruns tool assisted cowboys ninjas pirates rain snow weather cast crew depressing rollerskates tits vagina sex nude boobs britney spears paris hilton jordan capri honeymoon hollywood lindsey lohan girl woman lady sexy man hot stud slut fuck ass bitch nigger chink gook cracker beaner asshole shit feces death murder maim kill rape hurt pain cartoon anime naruto bleach dragonball DBZ eyeshield21 niggers nig faggot fag gay lesbian porn pornography video game hate love xbox360 PS3 PSX playstation sony microsoft nintendo wii ebay note adobe final cut apple premiere news bush republican o'reilly reilly spin factor liberal clinton iraq iran war news topless bottomless tits boobs cunt pussy titney cats dogs mice rats crocodile hunter australia japan tokyo america new york old 9/11 trade world center grand theft auto halo 1 2 3 episode 10 100 50 clitoris sexual fight boxing basketball baseball soccer tennis sports NBA NFL ESPN horror comedy drama romance ninja shinobi cosplay hentai titties boobies breasts bouncing beach bitches bikini a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z hi bye rachel amanda sarah tony dad mom aunt uncle grandma grandpa college film production drums singing american idol lost heroes discover animal planet furry yiff tupac rap rock jazz punk emo fall out boy in door panic at the disco sugar sweet pop piss christina anal blowjob bj family guy simpsons fox news online outkast birds bees christian athiest movies demonstration japanese eyes world record book yugioh detective conan case closed combo glitch maple story gunbound population global warming al gore politicians political white house jesus god war bomb nuke osama saddam k.fed fed chicken popozao po po zao concert guitar hero music cds cd method man men group jay-z ashanti myspace google aliens UFO conspiracy government denial explosion mission impossible tom cruise scientology re: reply jefferson lincoln logs ren stimpy chinese korean electric computer stopmotion stop motion go traffic cars chevy ford california south dakota texas florida michigan canada mexico mexican spanish translated games parties party drunk makeout kissing religious scandal truth real fake reality tv television game show blooper accident tag team wrestling WWE WWF NWO hulk hogan pamela anderson king of the hill david letterman jay leno late nite show dance revolution bemani drummania beatmania maniac 70s 80s 90s 2000 2001 2002 2003 2004 2005 2006 2007 70's 80's 90's 60's 60s 50's 50s 40's 40 pearl harbor tsunami enron money cash bling seal cat dog bird parakeet editing edited editor world earth open prix turismo asian martial arts painting graphics 3d landscape rude gore guro chan 4chan 2chan 7chan futaba prank funny joke soda ad advertisement ritual origami original unique old common pre-marital modeling play dress sex hot naked girls kissing deep nude movie bush (Less) Channel: youtube
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03:49,
2007-02-27 22:33:04
Description: Sorry for the bad quality of the video. My dvd ripper for some reason is unable to rip the clip. So I had to use my digital camera to record the video. Usually I hate uploading low quality videos, but (More) Sorry for the bad quality of the video. My dvd ripper for some reason is unable to rip the clip. So I had to use my digital camera to record the video. Usually I hate uploading low quality videos, but since this is one of my favorite song and clip I'll upload it anyway. (Less) Channel: youtube
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04:13,
2008-02-02 18:13:13
Description: This is a Dirty Diana remix I downloaded from a website a few years ago. Unfortunately I have no idea who made it.
I came across it again tonight whilst going through my music. I had not seen it on (More) This is a Dirty Diana remix I downloaded from a website a few years ago. Unfortunately I have no idea who made it.
I came across it again tonight whilst going through my music. I had not seen it on youtube and so decided to share it.
Apologies for the video but its like 2 a.m. and I'm sleepy :p
I hate posting up music without a video so I just took the original Dirty Diana video and messed around with it for 10 mins.
Enjoy.
ps. If anyone knows who made remix; please message me so I can give them due credit. (Less) Channel: youtube
173,
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) Channel: youtube
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2009-06-28 13:31:08
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2008-04-21 19:33:22
Description: I want 8 million views like the rest of you fuckers (I hate this song tbh)
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