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It's more than that... | |
2005-10-30 18:27:45 ET The last few days have brought me round to that part of me that fears to drown that part of me that wants to fly that part of me that cannot die It wants to write and sing a song to all the bastards who've done him wrong to all the girls he's loved before a song to break down every door but where's the words that make this song that kill the darkness right the wrongs that lead me to the place to be that happy place inside of me the morning rays caress her face as shooting stars careen through space and promise something that cannot be seen cannot be felt cannot receive the hopes and fears we send from earth that contemplate our death and birth where do we go where'd we come from who put us here whyfore, howcome I'd like to say I can exorcise myself from myself dry my eyes and see myself for what I am and see that I am what I planned but I'm aware of what I've become and try my best to share with someone my hopes and dreams, my plans for me for her and us and you and me My plans, what were they did I have plans? Did I just say that and hoped I'd find them I remember talks of waves and oceans of sun and roads and forgetting all those things we kept behind ourselves and letting loose to someone else and driving wildly away from our lives forgetting the future, the past out of our minds the present only, the wind in her hair and the sun setting in front of our ray-banned eyewear When we got to the edge, though, what would happen? Would we return to our lives, enriched but the same? would these questions I have persist and remain? Here is an answer - the answer is out there. It doesn't come quickly and you often pass through it when on this road of life and you don't know you've seen it or what it quite was till you're through it and gone and your life has moved on. The road of this life needs a place to begin and it doesn't quite end and it doesn't quite bend. It just goes on straight through everything imaginable and the path may seem smooth or it may see unpassable then it is time to pull out these questions and see what you've passed through and if that will solve them. Your map is laid as you pass through it. Beginner's Cartography and she's the one who knew it so that's my thoughts as I sit here tonight contemplating tommorrow and the future beyond it. Don't know where I'm going but I look forward to it.
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Cool Change | |
2005-10-11 12:59:19 ET If there's one thing in my life that's missing It's the time I spend alone Sailing on the cool and bright clear waters There's lots of those friendly people Showin me ways to go And I never want to lose your inspiration Time for a cool change... I know that it's time for a cool change Now that my life is so pre-arranged I know that it's time for a cool change Well I was born in the sign of water And it's there that I feel my best The albatross and the whales they are my brothers It's kind of a special feeling When you're out on the sea alone Starin' at the full moon like a lover Time for a cool change... I know that it's time for a cool change Now that my life is so prearranged I know that it's time for a cool change Well I've never been romantic And sometimes I don't care I know it may sound selfish But let me breathe the air If there's one thing in my life that's missing It's the time that I spend alone Sailing on the cool and bright clear waters It's kind of a special feeling When you're out on the sea alone Staring at the full moon like a lover Time for a cool change... I know that it's time for a cool change Now that my life is so prearranged I know that it's time for a cool change - Glen Shorrock |
2005-10-03 07:46:43 ET Sitting there at that moment I thought of something Shakespeare said. He said, "Hey... life is pretty stupid; with lots of hubbub to keep you busy, but really not amounting to much." Of course I'm paraphrasing: "Life is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing." |
Bad News Bad Breaks | |
2005-09-30 15:31:40 ET Bad news if he could choose Would he refuse to be the bearer Seems what he has to do Could not be any clearer It's a job he can't neglect Its consequences will affect I'm glad that I'm not in his shoes He's the bearer of bad news What can he do? He's got an ugly job to do Oh! There's always something That can set you back That's the way life is Bad breaks for heaven sakes And mistakes he couldn't count To put it politely It's a very large amount Whenever he gets involved You end up with problems you can't solve You're cleaning up the mess he makes He's a victim of bad breaks What can you say? Will he always be this way? Oh! There's always something That can set you back That's the way life is. It's not sunny everyday And there are bumps on every road To toss in one more cliche Life can be a heavy load Said life can be a heavy load now Oh! There's always something that can set you back But that's the way life is Oh! There's always something that can set you back That's the way life is Oh! There's always something that can set you back That's the way life is Oh! There's always something that can set you back... - Dicky Barrett |
9/25/05 - Ska Is Dead 3, the Trocadero, Philadelphia, PA | |
2005-09-26 23:33:48 ET I'm getting too old for this. My best friend Bearclaw and I went to see one killer ska show Sunday in Philly. It was an early show, so as you might expect, there were plenty of kiddies in attendance. I have to say, though, that the kids showed respect - Heck, I was the one who had to start the mosh pits. (I'll admit - last night I was there soley as a DanceHall Crasher.) Westbound Train opened the night up (not too say that they were first, but they really blew the lid off the joint, if you know what I mean) with some new soul songs, and a couple instrumentals. New sax player - that's cool. Doesn't seem like line-up changes are going to change this band, that's all I can say. SGR followed Westbound. why? I have no idea. I've never been a big SGR fan. I know lots of Philly kids are, but I'm not. They just never grabbed me. From the first time I saw them till the present... meh. But it seemed a lot of kids were here for them, cause immediately afterwards, the room emptied. I was impressed both with the Planet Smashers and with Mustard Plug, but I was so tired from dancing to the first 3 bands that I just kind of hung around the back for most of the Smashers, and the front for Mustard Plug. I will mention two things, though - During the Planet Smasher's set, they asked everyone to sit down on the floor, and they were adamant that everyone had to do it for it to be cool. Obviously, I refused to sit. I didn't get any guff for this, however, because in front of me were a skin-head couple who just stared at the guy when he said, "Just sit down, come on!" THAT's punk (for those who were wondering.) And during Mustard Plug I got to really take a look at this, like 8 year old kid wearing a Misfits shirt and skanking his ass off, while his dad stood in the back looking on, approvingly. "Midgets for Misfits" indeed. The Toasters came on and didn't really seem like they knew they were only playing for an hour, cause they came out planning on hitting hard and hanging there, but it never seemed to materialize. I spent most of the show just hanging on the outside of the skank circle (70% of the crowd had gone home at this point.) After the Toasters left the stage, BearClaw and I looked at each other and said, "We're too old for this!" They might have played an encore, but I wouldn't know, cause I was out of there before the kids could start running in place again. Now I say I'm too old, but what I really think is I just have to take it easy at these longer shows. No more 6 band marathons where I'm dancing in a suit to every song, singing loudly. I'll be more picky - choose the bands to go out for, stay in the back till the opening act has really proved themselves. But man, I still say Philly has some of the best Ska shows outside of NYC. 4 stars. Out of 7. Or something. skank on! "Ska's not dead. It just sucks now." - Anonymous |
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