Posted in Songs

A little for everyone

You’re like Dirt to me now

A flower without it’s petals
A mine without it’s metals
A dog without it’s bark
A playground without the park

I don’t care if it is stupid
I know what I want
You are suffering too
We’re like dirt without a pot

It’s like a fire without the flames
Pieces without the games
A garden without it’s flowers
Superman without his powers

I don’t care if it is stupid
I know what I want
You are suffering too
We’re like dirt without a pot

We might get hurt
But at least we’d have tried
Don’t want to wonder “what if”
For the rest of my life…

I don’t care if it is stupid
I know what I want
You are suffering too
We’re like dirt without a pot

When there’s nothing left

Her eyes are black
Just like the skin above her cheek
Her skin is red
From the thirteenth scab this week
Her hands are shaking
As she cowers in her room
Her ears are ringing
But his rant is ending soon

Why do you look away?
Why does she have to pay?
She has done nothing wrong
Her head hurts from being strong
But she’s got nowhere left to go

His arm is broken
Because papa lost his job
His face is bruised
But he can not even sob
His will is taken
So he hides himself away
His head is spinning
He’s got no choice but to stay

Why do you look away?
Why does he have to pay?
He has done nothing wrong
His heart hurts from being strong
But he’s got nowhere left to go

She’s waited so long
To turn eighteen
He joined the army
So they can’t hear him scream
Why me?

Why do you look away?
Why do they have to pay?
They have done nothing wrong
Their hearts strain from being strong
But still they’re crying all alone

Posted in Music

AH Lyrics

Since I’m in a hotel room right now and I have been either travelling or without sufficient computer access for the past few days, today’s (late) music blog will be a bit pathetic. I also forgot to bring my flash drive with my Nine Days CD review on it so yeah.

I just compiled some of my favorite lyrics for today. Kudos if you can identify them without looking them up, but I’ll forgive you someday if you have to Google ’em. Anyways, enjoy!

“You should never let the sun shine on tomorrow before the sun rises today”

“Hate is a strong word, but I really really really don’t like you”

“If you want better answers ask better questions”

“Shelter me oh genius words, just give me strength, to pen these things”

“I will write you a song, that’s how you’ll know that my love is still strong”

“When you’re dreaming with a broken heart, the waking up is the hardest part”

“We’ve learned to change but did we change to learn”

“OOOH THIS IS AN S-O-S!!!”

Sorry had to throw that last one in. Muahaha.

Posted in Music

BLG Concert Blog!

SOUNDTRACK OF YOUR SUMMER

Band order:

The Maine

Metro Station

Good Charlotte

Boys Like Girls

    My throat is STILL sore from screaming so much. I think there may have been a moment of insanity where I bellowed “I love you” at Boys Like Girls that didn’t really help. There will definitely be more concerts in my future.

Jeanne, a friend from Hollins who lived in the town where the concert was, my grandma, and I stood outside in the hot rainy Texas weather for a little over two hours. Yes, Texas is all you’re getting. After eating at a nearby Hard Rock Cafe and realizing it was raining too hard to go back to the hotel, there wasn’t much else for us to do. Plus, the crowd outside the theater was growing steadily and we wanted to be inside as soon as possible. A local radio station blasted music for us at a booth they set up, so the multiplying indie kids could sing along while they waited. The rain stopped and started, but for the most part pounded constantly on the pavilion that the hundreds of us stood under.

Getting inside was a flurry of security guards, pushing, shoving tickets at the checkers, and holding onto Jeanne and grandma so we wouldn’t get separated. Our seats were on the balcony above the stage and to the right (our left). I was a little disappointed we weren’t down right in front of the stage, but for my first concert, I was also a little relieved. Plus, watching the crowd was almost as fun as watching the bands, as it turned out. (Mosh pits! Crowd diving! Mosh pits!!)

We were in out seats about forty five minutes before the show started, but it passed quickly with me hyperventilating, Jeanne laughing at me, and my grandma looking anxious.

The Maine had the opening act. I hadn’t heard of them before, but found I enjoyed their music. They did a great job warming up the crowd, and even though I wasn’t standing up and dancing yet, I was already having the time of my life. Metro station came up next, with a ten minute set change in between. They didn’t talk to the crowd as much, but you could feel the energy in every song. I’d never heard of them before either, and I still wasn’t standing, but I felt the excitement growing.

We tried going downstairs to buy a concert teeshirt, but the crowd was so thick downstairs between acts that we soon gave up. There was a fifteen minute set change before Good Charlotte, so I snapped more pictures of the crowd.

As soon as GC came onto stage, I jumped out of my seat. They immediately started in on one of my favorite song’s, The Anthem. Having not know the words for the first two bands, I sand along with vigor. Unfortunately, due to my gratuitous screaming for the first two performances, I was already starting to lose my voice.

The lead singer worked the crowd brilliantly. Jeanne and I were screaming, dancing, throwing up our arms, sweating, and I was bellowing all the lyrics I knew. Other songs they played included I Don’t Wanna Be In Love, Hold On, Little Things, and Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous. By the time they ran off stage, I was sweating so badly you would have thought I’d just taken a shower. A hot, bad smelling shower. But I didn’t care. I couldn’t talk much, because I wanted to save my voice for Boys Like Girls. I knew every one of their songs. I would be singing all of it. And I would be dancing and screaming like a madman.

 

Ok, so since this is already a really long blog, I’m gonna post about BLG tomorrow (bonus!) and post my pictures.

Posted in Music

It’s five minutes to midnight!


I first heard about this band on a friend’s MySpace. He had a song of theirs, Thunder, on his profile, so I looked them up and have been in love ever since.

When their self titled CD came out, I bought it immediately, and was not disappointed. All of the songs put me in a different mood, and each is diverse and fresh.

On my MP3, there is one song I skip over most of the time, their slowest track, entitled Holiday. The song is alright, maybe a little slow for my taste,  but what bothers me is the lyrics. “When I was younger I used to be wild/wild as an elephant’s child” Then, “Wise as an elephant’s eyes.” What is this random fixation on elephants? I’m so confused. As a person who generally picks a song for it’s lyrics, this track will forever be under my skin.

Sounds Like: All American Rejects, Cartel, Good Charlotte, Nine Days, Run Kid Run

Best Track: Dance Hall Drug

 

I decided to post this one today in honor of the concert I am attending tomorrow… BOYS LIKE GIRLS SOUNDTRACK OF YOUR SUMMER TOUR!!! WOOO!!! So next week I’ll do a review on one of my favorite bands at the first concert I have ever attended. So stay tuned!

Posted in Music

Panda Panda PANDAAA

In case no one read my blog a couple days ago, I will now be doing music reviews and blogs as well as regular blogging. So here’s my first, my top six favorite songs. I picked each for a different reason; most have excellent lyrics, always a plus, and some have just a great sound.

Ok, I admit it. Lyrics are the most important part. I’m including a quote from each song so you get a feel for it.

TOP SIX BEST SONGS IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD

1. Dare You To Move- Switchfoot
The tension is here
Between who you are and who you could be
Between how it is and how it should be

2. Hallelujah- Paramore
Holding onto patience wearing thin
I can’t force these eyes to see the end

3. Wasted- Cartel
And I’m 18 couldn’t wait to move out
It’s been 5 years and now I’m starting to doubt…
Whether all my dreams are just aimless stares
Looking off to someplace that isn’t there

4. I’m Like a Lawyer- Fall Out Boy
From a sour bottle baby girl
With eyes the size of baby worlds

5. If I Am- Nine Days
But it’s always too late when you’ve got nothing,
So you say
And you should never let the sun set on tomorrow,
Before the sun rises today

6. When I’m Gone (Acoustic)- Simple Plan
Life it’s what happens
While you’re busy making your excuses

Ahh, music. More to come.

Posted in Blog

Say what you need to say

As repetitive as it is, I really like that song. And it was playing on the radio on a really ironic day. But that’s not important.

So I hope that not speaking in two days is making you as crazy as it’s making me. I really do.

Anyways. I just finished watching Camp Rock (HAHAHAHA) With the Jonas Brothers, yes. JONAS BROTHERS. They are incredibly good looking, and as much as people are going to hate me for this, I actually like their music. Good beats, good lyrics, catchy tunes. I LIKE THEM.

Yes, that makes me a Jonas Lover. I don’t care.

You know, I hate how people get so stuck up about music. I have spent half my life pretending that I don’t like half of the music that I actually thoroughly enjoy. I mean, I’ve never lied that I like a certain band or something, but sometimes when I’m naming music I like, I leave things out. Like the Jonas Brothers. And Aly & AJ, who have really good lyrics. And Superchick, who, as lame as the name is, are actually very good. I’m sorry I missed them when they came to this town on tour. The town that I’m not telling you.

That’s not the point.  The point is that I hate it when people judge me and my “coolness” because of my taste in music. I hate it when people measure my inherent worth as a person on my taste in music. As great as music is, that shouldn’t be what makes or breaks a friendship. Really. If you don’t like it that I enjoy the Jonas Brothers, then you can either deal with it or shut up.

Posted in Issues

Environmentalists my…

Well, last night we were watching the Daily Show on Comedy Central, and he was doing a bit about that awareness concert Al Gore held a month ago. As soon as they started talking about it, I had my brother pause it (it was on DVR).

"Did they use solar energy?" I inquired, seeing as the concert was for environmental awareness to, you know, stop the global warming that Al Gore makes bigger than it is.

"Psh, no," Says my dear father.

"WHAT? But doesn't that completely defeat the purpose of an environmental awareness concert??"

"Yes," He went on to elaborate that one of the singers required five rooms for her and her entourage, and had to have a specific beluga whale caviar, which, as you know, is an endangered species. What is wrong with these people??

I went on to research it a bit more.

"For an event that is designed to raise the awareness necessary to curb global warming and other environmental problems, why would you put on a massive, multi-continent concert where tremendous amounts of electricity and oil were needed to both transport stars to all the locations and then allow them to perform their lavish acts. "- Opey's Oratory (internet blog)

""In order to solve the climate crisis, we have to reach billions of people,” Al Gore said in a statement. “The climate crisis will only be stopped by an unprecedented and sustained global movement.”"-Al Gore

Yeah, more like "In order to solve the climate crisis, we're going to use up so much electricity that no one else can. What a great solution! I'm a genius! Let's go have some beluga whale caviar in my hypocritical Hummer!"

This concert was a sad loss of message. If Al Gore really wanted to raise awareness, why not set a good example? You know, like practice what you preach. Don't tell us that we need to worry about the effect humans have on global warming because of their extensive use of oil and electricity when you can organize a world wide concert that uses so much energy itself.

London had it right, they used 100% biodiesel fuel to run their concert. New York used a nearby wind farm to fuel it, but a couple of good things doesn't wash out the bad. This concert was a waste of time and resources.

Sorry. I needed to rant about that. I should probably go eat breakfast, but nothing sounds good. Stupid Joys Of Womanhood… keeping me up all night…

Posted in Songs

Model Girl

I may not look like a runway girl

I may not wear the latest fashions

My nose may be a bit big

But that doesn't mean I have don't have a passion

 

I may not look like your

model girl

I may not look like I can

carry the weight of the world

But I hold my head high!

And I try not to cry

I might not be the prettiest!

But I'm not who you should detest

I'm not your model girl

But I'm more, so much more

 

What's inside my head is

what really matters

What's on the outside

well, it can shatter

 

I may not look like your

model girl

I may not look like I can

carry the weight of the world

But I hold my head high!

And I try not to cry

I might not be the prettiest!

But I'm not who you should detest

I'm not your model girl

But I'm more, so much more

 

Don't compare me

To the girls you see on TV

I will never look like that

But I've got more to offer

than a pretty face,

a pretty face

 

I may not look like your

model girl

I may not look like I can

carry the weight of the world

But I hold my head high!

And I try not to cry

I might not be the prettiest!

But I'm not who you should detest

I'm not your model girl

But I'm more, so much more

 

I may not look like your

model girl

I may not look like I can

carry the weight of the world

But I hold my head high!

And I try not to cry

I might not be the prettiest!

But I'm not who you should detest

I'm not your model girl

But I'm more, so much more

 

 

For the audio, click here.

Posted in Songs

Clones of Society (a song I wrote a couple years ago, one of my first)

When I look out into my world

I see an army

immature duplicates

Their thoughts are unfurled

Only nothing is heard

They are all clones of our un-reality

We are all caught in this web of misery

I don’t wanna be

A clone of so-ci-e-ty

I wish we all were

In touch with re-al-i-ty

Why can’t we find

The beauty that was once inside?

It’s lost to us

Now

It’s gone

Looking to the east

The scuf-ling of feet

Shuffling, the sound of the

zombies of now

I wish I could get out

Of this stampede!

But really all I can do is

Watch all them feed

On the common look and thoughts that we’ve made

I don’t wanna be

A clone of so-ci-e-ty

I wish we all were

In touch with re-al-i-ty

Why can’t we find

The beauty that was once inside?

It’s lost to us

Now

It’s gone

No no no!

I will rebel

I can fortell

The outcome of this

The bells are ringing

Girls are singing

The same tune again!

We’ve all made it clear

That we’re locked in this fear

But no one can tell that

They’re trapped

Trapped

The clones start to shut down

The sameness, they’re overwhelmed

They can not find all that something

That was once inside

They’ve allowed themselves to

Drown in all that

com-mon crap

They all, at the store, bought the same map

But I will fight!

I don’t wanna be

A clone of so-ci-e-ty

I wish we all were

In touch with re-al-i-ty

Why can’t we find

The beauty that was once inside?

It’s lost to us

Now

It’s gone

Disappeared!

Vanished, whisked away

Into the skies of yesterday

Posted in Songs

Here is a song I wrote one day when it was raining…

This song, Fall Rain Fall, is meant to be sung slowly, in a pitch that even I can manage.

 

Fall Rain Fall

 

Thunder claps

Lightning strikes

Fall rain fall

 

Tears stream

Down her face

Fall rain fall

 

Drown out the sound

Of her cries for help

Erase the traces

Of the tears that fell

You wouldn't listen then

So why do you, now?

 

The river, the river

Overflows

Fall rain fall

 

She call, she calls

For help

Fall rain fall

 

Drown out the sound

While she cries in fear

Erase the traces that she was here

You wouldn't listen then

So why are you near

 

Let the rain

Let it fall

You wouldn't

help at all

Fall rain fall

 

She's still crying

She may never stop

The tears

Just keep coming

Fall rain fall

 

Drown out the sound

As she sobs on the floor

Erase the traces

Forever more

You wouldn't listen then

So fall, rain, fall

 

 

Whatcha think?

Here's a link so you can listen to it. You'll hear Vannah (who sings it) rustling the paper at one point, because, I being the writer, she didn't completely know the song. Sorry.

http://brisownworld.com/node/385