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03-24-2006, 08:26 PM | #11 (permalink) |
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its good but at least you like nin
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
03-24-2006, 08:36 PM | #12 (permalink) |
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By the way, I chose Dark Side because it's the only album I've ever heard that I wouldn't change even if I could. Not one thing. Here are some of my 'honourable mentions' though...
Beatles - Abbey Road Beatles - Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band Black Sabbath - Master Of Reality Jimi Hendrix Experience - Are You Experienced? Metallica - Master Of Puppets Nirvana - Bleach Om - Variations On A Theme Pink Floyd - Animals Rage Against The Machine - Rage Against The Machine The Mars Volta - Frances The Mute Tool - Ænima Tool - Lateralus
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03-24-2006, 09:39 PM | #14 (permalink) | |
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
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03-24-2006, 10:43 PM | #15 (permalink) |
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I wouldn't necessarily change any of them, it's just that none are as perfect and flow as well as Dark Side Of The Moon. Some come very close, but not quite.
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Lock to field screen, row the ocean onto sentient ground. New rites of a Vedic sun to attend the blue horizon. Prevails flight resplendent, sails the shrine effulgent windship. Stillness breathes apex supreme - I walk toward the mountain. Crowns the sovereic rite to freedom. Shored the origin forms to a ground accede. Axiom core of the light shrine flight to shining. Glows serene to attenuate the space and time. |
03-25-2006, 06:54 AM | #16 (permalink) |
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Hmmm, it's hard for to pick just one as the best album of all time, I'll just name my top five, in no real order.
Radiohead - OK Computer The Smiths - The Queen Is Dead Pink Floyd - Dark Side Of The Moon Jeff Buckley - Grace The Mars Volta - Frances The Mute
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03-26-2006, 06:00 AM | #18 (permalink) | |
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03-26-2006, 11:40 AM | #20 (permalink) |
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jethro tull-songs from the wood
jethro tull-aqualung jethro tull-thick as a brick jethro tull-heavy horses jethro till-crest of a knave
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
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