Lyrics, Lyrics, Lyrics.

What kind of lyrics make a great song to you?
Me, I adore the lyrics of psychdelic rock and that kind of thing. So much imagery that runs through my head when I listen.

Post lyrics here that inspire you. Or, well, you just like a lot.

Tales Of Brave Ulysses - Cream

You thought the leaden winter would bring you down forever,
But you rode upon a steamer to the violence of the sun.

And the colours of the sea blind your eyes with trembling mermaids,
And you touch the distant beaches with tales of brave Ulysses:
How his naked ears were tortured by the sirens sweetly singing,
For the sparkling waves are calling you to kiss their white-lace lips.

And you see a girl's brown body dancing through the turquoise,
And her footprints make you follow where the sky loves the sea.
And when your fingers find her, she drowns you in her body,
Carving deep blue ripples in the tissues of your mind.

The tiny purple fishes run laughing through your fingers,
And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter.

Her name is Aphrodite and she rides a crimson shell,
And you know you cannot leave her for you touched the distant sands
With the tales of brave Ulysses: how his naked ears were tortured
By the sirens sweetly singing.

The tiny purple fishes run laughing through your fingers,
And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter.

we used to have a lyrics thread! i posted in it whilst drunk! now i can post in it whilst sober!
this is a day of kings.

I keep my head uptight
I make my plans at night
And I don't sleep I don't sleep
I don't sleep 'til it's light
Something's flowing
Someone's buried alive

There is an awful sound
This haunted town
And it will not it will not
It will not just be quiet
Some ghosts sing
Some will get called to the life

Spend boring hours in the office tower
In a bus on a bus back home to you and
That's fine I'm barely alive
It's just a matter of time
No one gets out alive
And I'm content I'm content I'm content to be quiet
It's only six
Some will get called to the life

You know our hearts beat time out very slowly
You know our hearts beat time
They're waiting for something that'll never arrive

I keep my head on tight
I make my plans at night
And I don't sleep I don't sleep
I don't sleep 'til it's light
Pulse flowing, someone buried alive
And if that head opens we built a life of work
Where we're chain chain chain chain
Chained to the life
But that's fine, our blood is alive

You know our hearts beat time out very slowly
You know our hearts beat time
They're waiting for something that'll never arrive

what kind of lyrics make a great song for me? i have no idea. i can't define it. but i know if i love something. obscure metaphors are good, and for some reason i have recently fallen for any lyrics regarding the drudgery of everday working life. maybe cos im back at uni, i dunno. this is a good example of that. so is mistaken for strangers. good songs.
this is wolf parade's shine a light, if anyone's interested. from apologies to the queen mary. damn good album.

I was wondering whether to be serious or go with something totally inappropriate.
Then i thought Ben?! it i love these lyrics man.

Dominant Species - Immortal Technique

[Intro]
Yo, in a hundred years from now
Everyone who's living on this planet will be dead
So it's inconsequential really
All the shit that you talk
All the bullshit that you stand for
It's more important what, what your ready to build
What you're ready to pass down to your children
What you're ready to create
You better Ben?! remember that
When you challenge a mother Ben?! like me
Remember, I'm the dominant species

[Verse 1]
I'm stuck inside the future and life is chaotic
The government is psychotically racist and robotic
The matrix of entrapment is socio-economic
Erotic conspiracy theory becomes reality
Life is war, and every day's a battle to me
I'm on the brink of insanity, between extreme intelligence and split personalities
But I elevate to the point of reversing gravity
Revolutionary conceptuality spitting out of me
Even the dead people in my family tell me they proud of me
Stupidity's not allowed by me
'cause I don't got time to play
I'm the black whole lyricist that'll take your shine away
Darkness at any time of day
I'm the Technique and your nobody so what you trying to say
Stellar density becomes your physical alignment
1.8 billion tons per square inch confinement

[Chorus]
Yo, yo, yo, I drop knowledge so heavy it leaves the world unbalanced
Exterminate the spiritual force of all that challenge
I'm the lyrical apocalypse that crumbles the granite
Replacing you as the dominant species on the planet

[Verse 2]
Yo, yo, lyrically I'm infinite like possibilities
But you don't have the capability like infertility
'cause opening your mouth to question my validity
Is like trying to contradict the theory of relativity
When I spit is the epitome of heavy artillery
My enemies are obsessed with me like the bitch in Misery
But break out like father running form responsibility
Every time I step and abuse the mic with versatility
I balance humility, with brutal instinct
I'll make your whole cypher look like those crackers from N'Sync
And I don't care about your link, or your luxury car
I shed light with more magnitude than all of the stars
My breyon talk pick thick
So don't ever talk shit
And remember something nigga, while you rave and rant
A roach can live for nine days without its head but you can't

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
I'm explicit like video tapes of conjugal visits
Some niggaz are too stupid to understand it like astrophysics
Technique is exquisite
I'll make your thoughts a victory
Get pessimistic with the quickness
If you think that I will just become another statistic with anything but success
When I bless the mic as I spit this
Specifically prolific with coprocessor coma type sickness
My style is like a ten year old child with a slit wrist, too much reality
For the Ben?! hit list
I got a Black Panther mentality with a spick fist
So you can get dissed
Even if you're locally gold, vocally bold, or globally
Multi-platinum sold
I'm emotionally cold, disciplined, and ready to kill
Like spirits in the same room with you, I'm giving you chills
I drop knowledge while these mother Ben?! clumsily spill
And I drop it so heavy, it leaves the world unbalanced
Exterminate the spiritual force of all that challenge
I'm the lyrically apocalypse that crumbles the granite
Replacing you as the dominant species on the planet

I suppose its inappropriate because its a bit long.

Of Montreal - A Sentence of Sorts in Kongsvinger

I spent the winter on the verge of a total breakdown
While living in Norway
I felt the darkness of the black metal bands
But being such fawn of a man
I didn't burn down any old churches
Just slept way too much, just slept

My mind rejects the frequency
It's static craziness to me
Is it a solar fever?

The TV man is too loud
Our plane is sleeping on a cloud
You turn the dial, I'll try and smile
We've eaten plastic weather
This family sticks together
We will escape from the south to the west side

My mind rejects the frequency
It's just verbosity to me

I spent the winter with my nose buried in a book
While trying to restructure my character
Because it had become vile to its creator
And through many dreadful nights
I lay praying to a saint that nobody has heard of
And waiting for some high times to come again

My mind rejects the frequency
It's static craziness to me
Is it a solar fever?

The TV man is too loud
Our plane is sleeping on a cloud
You turn the dial, I'll try and smile
We've eaten plastic weather
This family sticks together
We will escape from the south to the west side

My mind rejects the frequency
It's just verbosity to me

Dirty old shadow, stay away
Don't play your games with me
I am older now, I see the way you operate
If you don't hurt me then you die

My mind rejects the frequency
It's static craziness to me
Is it a solar fever?

The TV man is too loud
Our plane is sleeping on a cloud
You turn the dial, I'll try and smile
We've eaten plastic weather
This family sticks together
We will escape from the south to the west side

My mind rejects the frequency
It's just verbosity to me

something about going to scandanavia to have a mental breakdown/mid-life crisis. dunno. love this set of lyrics either way

Strange face
With your eyes
So pale and sincere
Underneath you know well
You have nothing to fear
For the dreams that came
To you when so young
Told of a life
Where spring is sprung

You would seem so frail
In the cold of the night
When the armies of emotion
Go out to fight
But while the earth
Sinks to its grave
You sail to the sky
On the crest of a wave

So forget this cruel world
Where I belong
I’ll just sit and wait
And sing my song
And if one day you should see me in the crowd
Lend a hand and lift me
To your place in the cloud


Nick Drake's 'Cello Song'.
Recently covered by the Books & José González, I believe.

Not sure what I love about lyrics.
I suppose it varies from song to song.


In this case, it's the gentle, underwhelming nature of the words, conjuring up an impression of dull acceptance despite the subject matter, and the effect that has on the piece in general. The music just flows around them like it ain't no thang.

Beautiful song.

...

Suckin' on my titties like you wanted me,
Calling me all the time like Blondie
Check out my Chrissie behind
It's fine all of the time
Like sex on the beaches,
What else is in the teaches of Peaches? huh? what?

Suckin' on my titties like you wanted me,
Calling me all the time like Blondie
Check out my Chrissie behind
It's fine all of the time
What else is in the teaches of Peaches?
Like sex on the beaches. huh? what?

huh? right. what? uhh.
huh? what? right. uhh.
huh? what? right. uhh.
huh? what? right. uhh.

SIS IUD, stay in school coz it's the best.
IUD SIS, stay in school coz it's the best.
IUD SIS, stay in school coz it's the best.
IUD SIS, stay in school coz it's the best.

Suckin' on my titties like you wanted me,
Calling me all the time like Blondie
Check out my Chrissie behind
It's fine all of the time.
What else is in the teaches of Peaches?
Like sex on the beaches. huh? what?

Ben?! the pain away. Ben?! the pain away.
Ben?! the pain away. Ben?! the pain away.
Ben?! the pain away. Ben?! the pain away.
Ben?! the pain away. Ben?! the pain away.
Ben?! the pain away. Ben?! the pain away.
Ben?! the pain away. Ben?! the pain away.
Ben?! the pain away. Ben?! the pain away.
Ben?! the pain away. Ben?! the pain away.

huh? what? right. uhh. huh? what? right. uhh.
What else in the teaches of Peaches, like sex on the beaches.
huh? what? right. uhh.

Ben?! the pain away. Ben?! the pain away.
Ben?! the pain away. Ben?! the pain away.
Ben?! the pain away. Ben?! the pain away.
Ben?! the pain away. Ben?! the pain away.


Normally I would care that posting something like this might effectively ruin the credibility of the lyrics thread, but let's be serious here, this is a Ben?! tune.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GmFp0I8AZqw

I was listening to it earlier in fact. Because of your damn facebook status.

Too Old, Too Cold - Darkthrone

Nothing to prove
Just a hellish rock'n roll freak
You call your metal black
It's just plastic lame and weak

We're too old
Too cold
Too old
And too cold

Second to none
Like an angel unfucking born
Down with people
It's done
Your attitude
Is stillborn

We're too old
Too Ben?! cold

Nothing to prove
Just a hellish rock'n roll freak
You call your metal black
It's just plastic lame and weak

Second to none
Like an angel unfucking born
Down with people
It's done
your attitude
Is stillborn

We're too old
Too cold
Too old
and too cold

Darkthrone keeping it real with broken English and catchy riffs.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4A0tkMhQMwg

Seriously new Darkthrone is under appreciated. Its catchy as hell and they obviously enjoy themselves doing it.

Thread ressing.

Steady Rollin - Two Gallants

You might have seen me 'neath the pool hall lights.
Well baby I go back each night.
If you got a throat I got a knife.
Steady rollin', I keep goin'.

Well I come from the old time baby,
too late for you to save me.
If I remain then I'm to blame.
But if you should ever need me,
I'll go where'er you lead me.
It's all the same, the same old game.

I don't mind how quick the seasons change.
You know to me they's every one the same.
The sweetest sunshine drips the drain.
Death's comin', I'm still runnin'.

Well I come from the old time baby,
too late for you to save me.
If I remain then I'm to blame.
But if you should ever need me,
I'll go where'er you lead me.
It's all the same, the same old game.

My lovin' lady she's a ball and chain.
I still can travel but my speed has changed.
I bring the money, I take the blame.
Steady rollin', I keep goin'.

But I shot my wife today,
dropped her body in the Frisco bay.
I had no choice it was the only way.
Death's comin', I'm still runnin'.

Well I come from the old time baby,
too late for you to save me.
If I remain then I'm to blame.
But if you should ever need me,
I'll go where'er you lead me.
It's all the same, the same old game.

Out waltzin' with the Holy Ghost,
from the Bowery to the Barbary Coast.
The land I'm from you know I love the most.
Steady rollin', I keep goin'.

And everyday is just another town.
The more I search you know the less I've found.
Me, I'm a sucker, just a slave to sound.
Death's comin', I'm still runnin'.

Well I come from the old town baby,
where all the kids are crazy.
If I remain then I'm to blame.
But if you should ever need me,
I'll go where'er you lead me.
It's all the same, the same old game.

I could post pretty much any lyrics by this band. Easily my favourite artist lyrically.

Daily Nightly - The Monkees

Darkened rolling figures move through prisms of no color.
Hand in hand, they walk the night,
But never know each other.
Passioned pastel neon lights light up the jeweled traveller
Who, lost in scenes of smoke filled dreams,
Find questions, but no answers.

Startled eyes that sometimes see phantasmagoric splendor
Pirouette down palsied paths
With pennies for the vendor.
Salvation's yours for just the time it takes to pay the dancer.
And once again such anxious men
Find questions, but no answers.

The night has gone and taken it's infractions,
While saddened eyes hope there will be a next one.

Sahara signs look down upon a world that glitters glibly.
And mountain sides put arms around
The unsuspecting city.
Second hands that minds have slowed are moving even faster
Toward bringing down someone who's found
The questions, but no answers.

Some psychedelic imagery from the lyrical man of Mike Nesmith from The Monkees.
Once they broke away from their "pop"-like tunes and gained more musical freedom and were actually allowed to write their own songs and play the instruments, their music got better - well, that's my opinion. This comes from Pieces, Aquarius, Capricorn and Jones, actually one of my fave albums.

Godspeed You! Black Emperor - The Dead Flag Blues (intro)

The car is on fire, and there's no driver at the wheel
And the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides
And a dark wind blows

The government is corrupt
And we're on so many drugs
With the radio on and the curtains drawn

We're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine
And the machine is bleeding to death

The sun has fallen down
And the billboards are all leering
And the flags are all dead at the top of their poles

It went like this:

The buildings tumbled in on themselves
Mothers clutching babies
Picked through the rubble
And pulled out their hair

The skyline was beautiful on fire
All twisted metal stretching upwards
Everything washed in a thin orange haze

I said, "Kiss me, you're beautiful -
These are truly the last days"

You grabbed my hand
And we fell into it
Like a daydream
Or a fever

We woke up one morning and fell a little further down
For sure it's the valley of death

I open up my wallet
And it's full of blood

now THAT is how you open an album

Massive Attack - Inertia Creeps

Recollect me darling raise me to your lips
Two undernourished egos four rotating hips
Hold on to me tightly I'm a sliding scale
Can't endure then you can't inhale
Clearly
Out of body experience interferes
And dreams of flying I fit nearly
Surrounds me though I get lonely
Slowly

Moving up slowly
Inertia keeps
She's moving up slowly
Slowly
Moving up slowly
Inertia creeps
Moving up slowly
She comes
Moving up slowly
She comes
Moving up slowly
Inertia creeps
Moving up slowly
She comes
Moving up slowly
Moving up slowly

In my home no chrome as clear as
See me now with my nearest dearest
Been there when I'm over careering
Room shifting is endearing
Between us is our kitchen
Would you found my irritant's itching
Been here before
Been here forever

Moving up slowly
Inertia keeps
Moving up slowly
Inertia creeps
Moving up slowly
Inertia keeps
Moving up slowly
She comes
Moving up slowly
Moving up slowly
She comes moving up slowly
Inertia creeps moving up slowly

She comes
I make no sound in my eidertown
Awake I lie in the morning's blue
Room is still my antenna in you
Nylon burns the bedspread with two
Gravity's zero see me stall
I bounce off walls lose my footing and fall
It can be sweet though incomplete though
And the frames will freeze
See me on all four's
It's been a long time

She comes
She comes
I want to x you
She comes
I want to x you
She comes

I caught your radio waves
I caught your radio waves
Will you take a string
Say you string me along
Say you string me along
Say inertia creeps
Inertia creeps and she comes
Say she comes
Say she comes
Say she comes
Say she comes

in honour of the new album coming out today
no one will agree with this statement, but im gonna say it anyway...
mezzanine: massive attack's best album

Leonard Cohen wrote:
no one will agree with this statement, but im gonna say it anyway...
mezzanine: massive attack's best album

i'll probably agree with that,
and so does lissa.

but i will get back to you once i have listened to the new one.

Look at my Dogs wrote:

Leonard Cohen wrote:
no one will agree with this statement, but im gonna say it anyway...
mezzanine: massive attack's best album

i'll probably agree with that,
and so does lissa.

but i will get back to you once i have listened to the new one.

I remember when I was like 'Mezzanine: Massive Attack's best album' and you were like 'naaah, Blue Lines. Mezzanine is boring.'
Those were the days.

Anyway, not sure if I agree.
Mezzanine has Teardrop, which is their best song.
In fact, every song on that album is brilliant.

Maybe I do agree.



Either way, LYRICS!!!:

Two Gallants - Threnody

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6AR1Iy1FQIQ,
or an equally amazing live version can be found at
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lnukvLIuae0)

Gather 'round, you wounded people
Shadows fall upon the steeple
Soon shall come the closing of,
the closing of the gates

For there is a word of plague among us
Curse the one whose poison stung us
All along the alleyways
the satyrs wait their fate

But who's to blame when all are guilty
Morals stained & conscience filthy
Abreast your idol replicas,
your replicas of lust,

In the sky i hear the threshing
Dare to watch your lord undressing
While you beg forgiveness,
you feed on his disgust

But if perhaps the salt might stain your skin
And if perhaps the smoke might weep your eyes
Listen while the threnodies begin
Know no one in here gets out alive.

But let your frailty not deceive you
A little pinprick, rest relieves you,
And dream of all the days that are,
the years that are to come

For you will dance & you'll be nimble
Pirouettes upon a thimble
And i will be beside you,
lest i lose you once again.

But if perhaps my sorrows all are show
And i should find a crack among the gates,
Guilt shall follow me where'er i go
Though i try i know i can't escape

And when you're gone the earth will crumble
I will try but i will stumble
And all through these city streets,
my robes shall drag the ground

Hear the children swing with sorrow
Yesterday was once tomorrow
No more i'll be troubled by
the troubles of this world

But if i lose my step along the way
And if the speech of victim fills my throat

Out beyond the cliffs that shape the day
It's there i'll wander, there i'll stray
It's there i'll look for you when all my trials are done

I feign sleep to save my breath,
this love is loss, this life is theft,
and all that's left is some vain need to carry on

And though i fear the tightening of the skies
Against the dawn i'll watch you rise
Oh lord, the company i keep within my head

The scent of flesh might tease the nose
It claims the calm, it clings the clothes
Could that be you, my love?
Your dust upon the wind?


...


Possibly my favourite Two Gallants song..

Listen to it.. listen to it now..

Listening now. I remember this song which i should really. Definitely up there with Some Slender Rest and Age of Assassins. The longer songs are the best one with Two Gallants.

andrews wrote:Some Slender Rest and Age of Assassins.

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

What an amazing band.

Everyone here who hasn't heard Two Gallants,
go listen to them. Now.

It's not too late to embrace the genius!


Well.. it may be, judging by their slightly disappointing new material.
Not too much of a disappointment.
But still.. go listen to What The Toll Tells.

Blah blah blah Two Gallants blah blah blah.
Whatever.
No-one's gonna listen to me anyway.

'Cept Blandrews, & he's already heard them.


ANDREWS HAVE YOU HEARD THE NEW AHAB ALBUM?
& BY 'NEW' I MEAN THAT IT WAS RELEASED IN JULY LAST YEAR?
ANDREWS? ARE YOU EVEN THERE?

Reckoner wrote:

andrews wrote:Some Slender Rest and Age of Assassins.

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

What an amazing band.

Everyone here who hasn't heard Two Gallants,
go listen to them. Now.

It's not too late to embrace the genius!


Well.. it may be, judging by their slightly disappointing new material.
Not too much of a disappointment.
But still.. go listen to What The Toll Tells.

Blah blah blah Two Gallants blah blah blah.
Whatever.
No-one's gonna listen to me anyway.

'Cept Blandrews, & he's already heard them.


ANDREWS HAVE YOU HEARD THE NEW AHAB ALBUM?
& BY 'NEW' I MEAN THAT IT WAS RELEASED IN JULY LAST YEAR?
ANDREWS? ARE YOU EVEN THERE?

I havent and i am not sure why. I have also bot heard the new Sigh album.

andrews wrote:

Reckoner wrote:

andrews wrote:Some Slender Rest and Age of Assassins.

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

What an amazing band.

Everyone here who hasn't heard Two Gallants,
go listen to them. Now.

It's not too late to embrace the genius!


Well.. it may be, judging by their slightly disappointing new material.
Not too much of a disappointment.
But still.. go listen to What The Toll Tells.

Blah blah blah Two Gallants blah blah blah.
Whatever.
No-one's gonna listen to me anyway.

'Cept Blandrews, & he's already heard them.


ANDREWS HAVE YOU HEARD THE NEW AHAB ALBUM?
& BY 'NEW' I MEAN THAT IT WAS RELEASED IN JULY LAST YEAR?
ANDREWS? ARE YOU EVEN THERE?

I havent and i am not sure why. I have also bot heard the new Sigh album.

You totally didn't have to quote everything I said.

I haven't heard the new Sigh album.. perhaps I should fix this.

Green Day - Good Riddance

Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth it was worth all the while

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

This is what happens when you visit Australia when Green Day are touring and everyone over there is playing their music.

I will rectify both situations, Sigh and Ahab. New Darkthrone album in April. Although there is a new Darkthrone album every 11 months and i am the only here that likes them really.

Scream of The Butterfly - Acid Bath

A creature made of sunshine
Her eyes were like the sky
Rabbit howls like something old
As we twitch to a lullaby
The scalpel shines in god''s sunshine
The Streetlights whisper pain
Down here near the poison stream
Our god has gone insane

She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry

She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry...
Like the scream of the butterfly

Sunshine in the house of flames
She loves it where she gets it
But it''s never felt the same
Surgery, in the house of dissection
When your candle burns out..I''ll resurrect you
She runs
Through fields of daisies
Yeah, it''s just a shame that they eat their own babies
Who cares
Cos the air is free
When you get there will you kiss the dead for me?

There''s blood on the moon and the summer is cold
There''s love in the room
But baby that''s getting old
There''s blood on my face sittin'' on uhh dead shore
A highway,highway of emptiness and I''m getting bored

There''s blood on the moon as we plan our escape
The goddess in bloom
Handcuffed and raped
There''s blood in the bathtub baby
Murder the king
There''s blood on the moon
There''s blood on just about everything

Sunshine in the house of flames
She loves it where she gets it
But it''s never felt the same
Surgery, in the house of dissection
When your candle burns out..I''ll resurrect you
She runs
Through fields of daisies
Yeah, it''s just a shame that they eat their own babies
Who cares
Cos the air is free
When you get there will you kiss the dead for me?

Something cold is forced inside her
A tears spill down her cheek
Stillborn songs of a dead dreamer
Hymn''s of a needle freak

With sunlight in her hair she smiles like she don''t care
Her dreams of liquid blue
I cut my self again and again to remind myself of you

She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry...
She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry...
Like the scream of the butterfly
I like the scream of the butterfly

I met an angel with a sawed-off shotgun
Wanted by the FBI
We dropped some acid
Killed our parents
Then we hit the road

I like the scream of the butterfly

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/When_the_Kite_String_Pops

Such a good album.

andrews wrote:there is a new Darkthrone album every 11 months and i am the only here that likes them really.

I inexplicably love the idea of Darkthrone.

Possibly even more than the music.
Though they are damn good. AT TIMES.

For some reason I passed up the oppurtunity to buy Under a Funeral Moon, Transylvanian Hunger & A Blaze in the Northern Sky from play.com for £1 each.
A foolish decision.

andrews wrote:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/When_the_Kite_String_Pops

Such a good album.

Acid Bath!

I have been listening to them a little.
Though I listened to a lot more of Paegan Terrorism Tactics.
Not really sure why.

Perhaps this should be rectified also.
At a later date.

Right now: Sleepy Hollow.

Win.