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10-11-2010, 12:59 PM | #61 (permalink) | |
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10-13-2010, 03:21 PM | #62 (permalink) |
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Death Cab For Cutie - Styrofoam Plates
"There's a saltwater film on the jar of your ashes I threw them to sea, but a gust blew them backwards And the sting in my eyes that you then inflicted Was par for the course just as when you were living It's no stretch to say you were not quite a father But a donor of seeds to a poor single mother That would raise us alone, we never saw the money That went down your throat through the hole in your belly" My father is an alcoholic, didn't pay child support to a mother raising my sister and I after she got laid off from her long-time job. Even though my dad isn't around, his memory stings like saltwater in my eye. Such a powerful experience every time I listen to this song.
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10-15-2010, 03:03 PM | #64 (permalink) | ||
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I like the song very much, by the way: it is very direct and kind of minimalist at the beginning, then becomes agitated as the song progresses. So the song shows well the mixture of feelings of sadness, regret, abandonment, anger, and disgust.
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10-17-2010, 10:32 PM | #66 (permalink) |
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Estoy enfermo ("I'm Sick") by Pignoise (a band) together with Melendi (a pop and rock singer): I've translated the lyrics: "Since a while ago I'm on my own and I've lost my mind. Since a while ago I'm crazy; don't blame me for that. I'm a kind of weirdo preserved in solitude. And though I aim at me, I never fire; I always use to forgive myself. And nobody can help me. I'm ill... Nobody can cure me. I just want some calmness. I feel how I'm dying inside. I'm ill... And when I close my eyes my whole world starts spinning. Little by little I'll try to get my mind back. If I've never flown across the sky it is because my wings aren't real. When I take a run-up, I always slip, I never manage to take off. And no one can help me. I'm ill... Nobody can cure me. I just want some calmness. I feel how I'm dying inside... I feel how I'm dying inside... I'm ill..."
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10-18-2010, 01:27 PM | #68 (permalink) | ||
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I always thought of you as being like this: But now I'm thinking that maybe you're feeling a little more like this: Hmm, Spitzaer, I'd never heard that Muse song before you mentioned it...rather melodramatic. I gather from the song that you and your flame have a few tiny, tiny issues.
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10-18-2010, 02:56 PM | #70 (permalink) |
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Descendents - I Like Food
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