Av Steve Byrne
måndag 31 augusti 2009
onsdag 26 augusti 2009
tisdag 25 augusti 2009
lördag 22 augusti 2009
Dagens "Jävlar-vad-bra-och-oförkänt-bortglömda"
Vad ska man säga? Shoegazer goes extremt bra till slut, ojämna, men i sina bästa stunder alldeles alldeles underbara! Dessutom är texten lika relevant och klockren då som den är nu.
Here we go, I'm hanging out in Camden
Drinking with my girlfriends on a Saturday night
This guy says, "come and meet my girlfriend"
She's sitting in the corner looking rather uptight
So I say "hello" and I try to be nice
But I see he's feeling itchy
Trying to play us off each other
"Girls, girls, please don't fight"
(you get the picture)
Hey you, the muscles and the long hair
Telling me that women are superior to men
Most guys just don't appreciate this
You just try convincing me you're better than them
So he talks for hours 'bout his sensitive soul
And his favourite subject is sex
I don't think he even really wanted it
But, Christ, this guy's too much
(I wanna tell him)
I'm as human as the next girl, I like a bit of flattery
But I don't need your practised lines, your school of charm mentality so
Save your breath for someone else and credit me with something more
When it comes to men like you, I know the score, I've heard it all before
(Here comes the next one)
Blondie was with me for a summer
He flirted like a maniac but I wouldn't bite
I'm weak and he was so persistent
He only had to have me 'cause I put up a fight
Oh God, the boy had such an ego
He liked to talk about himself all day and all night
You think you're such a ladykiller
But you were nothing special 'til you turned out the light
When he's nice to me he's just nice to himself
And he's watching his reflection
I'm a five foot mirror for adoring himself
Here's seven years' bad luck
(I wanna tell him)
When you say you love me you're just flattering your vanity
But I don't need your practised lines, your school of charm mentality so
Save your breath for someone else and credit me with something more
When it comes to men like you, I know the score, I've heard it all before
Ooh, you're such a ladykiller, always on a winner, thinking that you're in there
Oh boy, you're such a ladykiller, super sexy mister, call it what you will, oh
You think you're such a ladykiller, I just bet you're still there, posing in the mirror
Hey girls, he's such a ladykiller, but we know where he's coming from and we know the score.
Here we go, I'm hanging out in Camden
Drinking with my girlfriends on a Saturday night
This guy says, "come and meet my girlfriend"
She's sitting in the corner looking rather uptight
So I say "hello" and I try to be nice
But I see he's feeling itchy
Trying to play us off each other
"Girls, girls, please don't fight"
(you get the picture)
Hey you, the muscles and the long hair
Telling me that women are superior to men
Most guys just don't appreciate this
You just try convincing me you're better than them
So he talks for hours 'bout his sensitive soul
And his favourite subject is sex
I don't think he even really wanted it
But, Christ, this guy's too much
(I wanna tell him)
I'm as human as the next girl, I like a bit of flattery
But I don't need your practised lines, your school of charm mentality so
Save your breath for someone else and credit me with something more
When it comes to men like you, I know the score, I've heard it all before
(Here comes the next one)
Blondie was with me for a summer
He flirted like a maniac but I wouldn't bite
I'm weak and he was so persistent
He only had to have me 'cause I put up a fight
Oh God, the boy had such an ego
He liked to talk about himself all day and all night
You think you're such a ladykiller
But you were nothing special 'til you turned out the light
When he's nice to me he's just nice to himself
And he's watching his reflection
I'm a five foot mirror for adoring himself
Here's seven years' bad luck
(I wanna tell him)
When you say you love me you're just flattering your vanity
But I don't need your practised lines, your school of charm mentality so
Save your breath for someone else and credit me with something more
When it comes to men like you, I know the score, I've heard it all before
Ooh, you're such a ladykiller, always on a winner, thinking that you're in there
Oh boy, you're such a ladykiller, super sexy mister, call it what you will, oh
You think you're such a ladykiller, I just bet you're still there, posing in the mirror
Hey girls, he's such a ladykiller, but we know where he's coming from and we know the score.
"And How To Grow My Hair Long..."
Kom och tänka på en av världens bästa låtar med ett av världens bästa band när jag var på festen ikväll och såg en viss extrem likriktning bland folket där. Okej, vara ung och sökande är en grej, men att gå omkring och tro att man är speciell, unik som en snöflinga bara för att man har en traditionell ros tatuerad och ett par slitna Converse... INTE okej, väx upp. Det är gjort. DU är gjord! Gammal och bitter? Knappast, Domar var ju där!
Och... Jag tar vilken ursäkt som helst för att smyga in Bloc Party, såklart!
There was a sense of disappointment as we left the mall
All the young people looked the same
Wearing their masks of cool and indifference
Commerce dressed up as rebellion
'cause we are so handsome and we are so bored
So entertain us, tell me a joke
Make it long, make it last
Make it cruel just make me laugh
We can't be hurt
Drink to forget your blues on the weekend
Think about more things to buy
The TV taught me how to sulk and love nothing
And how to grow my hair long
'cause we are so handsome and we are so bored
So entertain us, tell me a joke
Make it long, make it last
Make it cruel just make me laugh
We can't be hurt (three times)
So why do you go picking fights that you'll lose?
(When you have entertainment, when havee you things to pass the time)
So why do you have to go thinking thoughts that are above you?
(You can be happy, just play dumb) (twice)
Well I was brave
And unique,
Intelligent,
A snowflake
I could have been a hero
No-one can be trusted over the age of 14
Tattoo our arms
Converse shoes
Cynical
But we still do it
We tell ourselves that we're different
I've gotten so good at lying to myself
All, all my pain and honour is used up
All, all, all
All my guns are rusted
So when you gonna to realise those are not your wrongs to right
Have another dumb line, have another drink
I am a martyr I just need a motive
I am a martyr I just need a cause
I'm a believer I just need a moment
I'm a believer I just need a cause
We're finding it hard to break the mould
We're finding it hard to be alone
We're finding it hard to have time by ourselves
We have nothing at all to say
Uniform
There was a sense of disappointment as we left the mall
All the young people looked the same
Och... Jag tar vilken ursäkt som helst för att smyga in Bloc Party, såklart!
There was a sense of disappointment as we left the mall
All the young people looked the same
Wearing their masks of cool and indifference
Commerce dressed up as rebellion
'cause we are so handsome and we are so bored
So entertain us, tell me a joke
Make it long, make it last
Make it cruel just make me laugh
We can't be hurt
Drink to forget your blues on the weekend
Think about more things to buy
The TV taught me how to sulk and love nothing
And how to grow my hair long
'cause we are so handsome and we are so bored
So entertain us, tell me a joke
Make it long, make it last
Make it cruel just make me laugh
We can't be hurt (three times)
So why do you go picking fights that you'll lose?
(When you have entertainment, when havee you things to pass the time)
So why do you have to go thinking thoughts that are above you?
(You can be happy, just play dumb) (twice)
Well I was brave
And unique,
Intelligent,
A snowflake
I could have been a hero
No-one can be trusted over the age of 14
Tattoo our arms
Converse shoes
Cynical
But we still do it
We tell ourselves that we're different
I've gotten so good at lying to myself
All, all my pain and honour is used up
All, all, all
All my guns are rusted
So when you gonna to realise those are not your wrongs to right
Have another dumb line, have another drink
I am a martyr I just need a motive
I am a martyr I just need a cause
I'm a believer I just need a moment
I'm a believer I just need a cause
We're finding it hard to break the mould
We're finding it hard to be alone
We're finding it hard to have time by ourselves
We have nothing at all to say
Uniform
There was a sense of disappointment as we left the mall
All the young people looked the same
Nitad & Social Cirkle På 44:an
Gillar verkligen att dom vet sin plats och marknadsför spelningen med motiveringen att man hinner gå på Poison Idea efteråt. Kommer bli en bra dag!
fredag 21 augusti 2009
Alla Dör I Förtid
The hearts of men have grown tired and weak
And welcome to all forms of corruption
Blind to all, but power, profit and gain
And all of our earthly possessions
As we decorate, happily our tombs to be
With the brilliant art of illusion
We are perpetuating the cycle
All surface, no depth
Without illusion
We are perpetuating the cycle
All surface, no depth
Without destitution there would be no sickening wealth
The medication, the guilt
The low self-esteem and the nervous sweat
The sleeping troubles, the cancers
The heart attacks and the early deaths
The end of justice, the radiant fires
The waste left behind in the all-cleansing flames
The poisonous fumes from our own funeral pyre
The pesticide that we inhale
We feed the machines with our blood, our sweat
The phantoms are here, I can hear them
Gathered in flocks they watch over our steps
Our intellect it must not be awakened
With their broken promises, your broken backs
By the now world order oppressed
All who question their methods
All who question their reasons
All who question their ethics
Silenced by the crack of the whip of progress
The medication, the guilt
The low self-esteem and the nervous sweat
The sleeping troubles, the cancers
The heart attacks and the early deaths
The end of justice, the radiant fires
The waste left behind in the all-cleansing flames
The poisonous fumes from our own funeral pyre
The pesticide that we inhale
All who question their methods
All who question their reasons
All who question their ethics
Silenced by the crack of the whip of progress
The medication, the guilt
The low self-esteem and the nervous sweat
The sleeping troubles, the cancers
The heart attacks and the early deaths
The end of justice, the radiant fires
The waste left behind in the all-cleansing flames
The poisonous fumes from our own funeral pyre
The pesticide that we inhale
The pesticide that we inhale
The pesticide that we inhale
The pesticide that we inhale
The pesticide that we inhale
The pesticide that we inhale
The pesticide that we inhale
The pesticide that we inhale
The pesticide that we inhale
The pesticide that we IN-HAAALE
Dödsbud, aldrig roligt, men just nu är jag fan knäckt... Knäckt. Men Jag ska inte grina, då hade du bara tyckt att jag emade och var gay med stort G. Saknar dig redan så jävla mycket att det inte är sant...
And welcome to all forms of corruption
Blind to all, but power, profit and gain
And all of our earthly possessions
As we decorate, happily our tombs to be
With the brilliant art of illusion
We are perpetuating the cycle
All surface, no depth
Without illusion
We are perpetuating the cycle
All surface, no depth
Without destitution there would be no sickening wealth
The medication, the guilt
The low self-esteem and the nervous sweat
The sleeping troubles, the cancers
The heart attacks and the early deaths
The end of justice, the radiant fires
The waste left behind in the all-cleansing flames
The poisonous fumes from our own funeral pyre
The pesticide that we inhale
We feed the machines with our blood, our sweat
The phantoms are here, I can hear them
Gathered in flocks they watch over our steps
Our intellect it must not be awakened
With their broken promises, your broken backs
By the now world order oppressed
All who question their methods
All who question their reasons
All who question their ethics
Silenced by the crack of the whip of progress
The medication, the guilt
The low self-esteem and the nervous sweat
The sleeping troubles, the cancers
The heart attacks and the early deaths
The end of justice, the radiant fires
The waste left behind in the all-cleansing flames
The poisonous fumes from our own funeral pyre
The pesticide that we inhale
All who question their methods
All who question their reasons
All who question their ethics
Silenced by the crack of the whip of progress
The medication, the guilt
The low self-esteem and the nervous sweat
The sleeping troubles, the cancers
The heart attacks and the early deaths
The end of justice, the radiant fires
The waste left behind in the all-cleansing flames
The poisonous fumes from our own funeral pyre
The pesticide that we inhale
The pesticide that we inhale
The pesticide that we inhale
The pesticide that we inhale
The pesticide that we inhale
The pesticide that we inhale
The pesticide that we inhale
The pesticide that we inhale
The pesticide that we inhale
The pesticide that we IN-HAAALE
Dödsbud, aldrig roligt, men just nu är jag fan knäckt... Knäckt. Men Jag ska inte grina, då hade du bara tyckt att jag emade och var gay med stort G. Saknar dig redan så jävla mycket att det inte är sant...
Som Sagt... Alla Försök Att Få Mig Att Bli PK Är Rätt Futila, Så.. En Låt Till Til Dig Och Min Gode Gamle Vän Valerie Solanas:
All women are insane
Some were born with no brain
They bitch and cuss on the rag
Know they are one hell of a drag
If everything don't go their way
They must fuck and suck me for their pay
Males are superior
Females are inferior
Im going in an east direction
She´s showin' yeast infection
It´s mind boggling to watch
The blood dripping from her crotch
Instead of being out on the road for a screw
They want you to stay home and cuddle too
The orgasms she wants to fake that ain´t right
Now its anohter headache tonight
Shes Dumb she think theres another women to take me away
But she´s the only one to give me a lay
All women are insane
Some born with no brain
Some were born with no brain
They bitch and cuss on the rag
Know they are one hell of a drag
If everything don't go their way
They must fuck and suck me for their pay
Males are superior
Females are inferior
Im going in an east direction
She´s showin' yeast infection
It´s mind boggling to watch
The blood dripping from her crotch
Instead of being out on the road for a screw
They want you to stay home and cuddle too
The orgasms she wants to fake that ain´t right
Now its anohter headache tonight
Shes Dumb she think theres another women to take me away
But she´s the only one to give me a lay
All women are insane
Some born with no brain
Nu Är Hösten Här! Då Får Man Lyssna På Smålänningar, typ...
Rip My Throat, Drink My Blood,
Strangle Me, Drown Me,
Give Me Vain And Give Me Pain,
Knives Running Through Me,
Oh, Master Of Wounds - Cut Me
Chase Me, Waste Me,
Leave Me In Your Arms
Cold Hands, Fingers Like Razors,
Break My Neck, Put Out My Light,
Crush My Hope, Rape My Life
Cut Me, Hurt Me, Cut Me, Hurt Me...
Cut Me, Cut Me, Cut Me, Cut Me,
Take My Life, Kill Me And Kill Me (and...)
I Am What You Deserve,
Death Do Me Submerge
Strangle Me, Drown Me,
Give Me Vain And Give Me Pain,
Knives Running Through Me,
Oh, Master Of Wounds - Cut Me
Chase Me, Waste Me,
Leave Me In Your Arms
Cold Hands, Fingers Like Razors,
Break My Neck, Put Out My Light,
Crush My Hope, Rape My Life
Cut Me, Hurt Me, Cut Me, Hurt Me...
Cut Me, Cut Me, Cut Me, Cut Me,
Take My Life, Kill Me And Kill Me (and...)
I Am What You Deserve,
Death Do Me Submerge
Till Dig Som Håller På Och Tjatar Om Att Min Blogg Ska Handla Mer Om Feministisk Porr
Till Dig, Gypsy MF:
Haunted by my conscious
Living my life in hell
Didn't (fucking) hesitate
When I moved in for the kill
Screams echoed in the distance
And I cannot ignore
Smiling at the memories
When I slaughtered the whore
Skin here alive
Time has come to confess
I did it for the thrill
I had never dreamt of
That it would be so nice to kill
Blood colours my thoughts
Slipping out of time
Murder is my crime
Skin here (fucking) alive
En av världens bästa låtar från en av världens bästa skivor, alla genrer, och här ÄR min åsikt legio, så undergå in da flemjs of death if you beg 2 differ... När ska du blogga om det här på din viktiga blogg då Pelle?! Det här ÄR konst!
Haunted by my conscious
Living my life in hell
Didn't (fucking) hesitate
When I moved in for the kill
Screams echoed in the distance
And I cannot ignore
Smiling at the memories
When I slaughtered the whore
Skin here alive
Time has come to confess
I did it for the thrill
I had never dreamt of
That it would be so nice to kill
Blood colours my thoughts
Slipping out of time
Murder is my crime
Skin here (fucking) alive
En av världens bästa låtar från en av världens bästa skivor, alla genrer, och här ÄR min åsikt legio, så undergå in da flemjs of death if you beg 2 differ... När ska du blogga om det här på din viktiga blogg då Pelle?! Det här ÄR konst!
Spazmosity Har Nytt Kött Bakom Micken
Jag Blir alltid så Satans Jävla lycklig över att riktig jävla dödsmetal ALDRIG dör, trots att alla ska vara så förbannat viktiga och bara lyssna på Amebix, Darkthrone och Polska idiotband... Intet ont sagt om tidigare nämnda, men... INGET slår riktig Svensk dödsmetal! Hail Sweden! Hail Spazmosity! Hail att ni har ny growlare! Vem? Ola...
torsdag 20 augusti 2009
måndag 17 augusti 2009
War & Hate
Vet inte om jag kommer att förära festivalen med min närvaro ännu dock, vi får se.
Vill du veta mer klickar du här.
Vila I Frid Onkel Kånkel
En stor Svensk kulturskatt har ur tiden gått, och vi ska sörja såsom det sig bör. Vad säger ni Nikke och könet? Sjukskrivning och råfylla/bögfest i en vecka?
fredag 14 augusti 2009
Dagens Citat:
"Pålle, vill jag ha fitta så får jag fitta. Fitta i sig, alltså könet på en kvinna, är ju inte speciellt svårerövrat. Har man en bra dag och lite småstånd så.
Jag vill ha LYXFITTA!
Situation Skitstörd - Nu Även Som Handväska
...iochförsig i jävligt limiterad utgåva om en, men ändå.
söndag 9 augusti 2009
Dagens Citat:
"Jag vet ju inte så mycket om dom förutom att dom har sjukt dålig klädsmak och gillar travhästar väldigt mycket."
B om det Romska släktet
Prussian Blue
Jag skiter i vad fan ni tycker, jag gillar dom. Jag gillar Skrewdriver, Odium och massa annan musik din noggermamma hatar. Orkar inte med allt jävla tjat om att jag skulle vara nazi. Skärp er småbarn, seriöst. Inte ens om din värdelösa farsa blev spärrvakt din och mamma blev glädjeflicka runt den tiden...
Sen kan man ju debattera fram och tillbaks om hur jävla fel deras blotta existens är egentligen. Ha humor, insikt, intelligens, stor kuk eller dö!
Dagens Citat:
Könet till Musslan:
Kärlek!
"Fan... Du är ju rätt störd alltså. Jag har aldrig haft en tjej med jobb förut...
Kärlek!
lördag 8 augusti 2009
Dagens Text:
Shining - Låt Oss Ta Allt Från Varandra
låt oss ta allt från varandra, låt oss ta allt från oss själva
låt polerna verka och avge kall smuts
bestjäl mig den gudomliga gnistan
sparka det lyckliga flinet ur mitt vidriga anlete
och låt stålet begravas i det böljande kött
som på denna jord vandra i uselt intet
med en steril blick på livet och allt däruti
väntar vi andaktigt på den heliga bödeln
han som obönhörligen annalkas att utföra sitt signade värv
min dom föll tidigt och utan pardon
och domen skall även falla på dig som är forutan tro
(än mer obarmhärtig och vredgad)
i detta finner mitt skuggjag tröst och sadistisk glädje
att vi alla skall smekas utav flammornas ömma kärlek
i evighet, amen
låt honom ta allt ifrån dig
låt oss ta allt från varandra, låt oss ta allt från oss själva
låt polerna verka och avge kall smuts
bestjäl mig den gudomliga gnistan
sparka det lyckliga flinet ur mitt vidriga anlete
och låt stålet begravas i det böljande kött
som på denna jord vandra i uselt intet
med en steril blick på livet och allt däruti
väntar vi andaktigt på den heliga bödeln
han som obönhörligen annalkas att utföra sitt signade värv
min dom föll tidigt och utan pardon
och domen skall även falla på dig som är forutan tro
(än mer obarmhärtig och vredgad)
i detta finner mitt skuggjag tröst och sadistisk glädje
att vi alla skall smekas utav flammornas ömma kärlek
i evighet, amen
låt honom ta allt ifrån dig
Senast Lyssnat På:
Bette Midler - Some Say Love
Eric Cartman - Come Sail Away
W.A.S.P - I Wanna Be Somebody
Venom - Nightmare
Vond - Når Livet Tar Farvel
Shining - Lat Oss Ta Allt Från Varandra
Dissection - I stort Sett ALLT utom Reinkaos
Runemagick - For You, My Death
Rod Stewart - Sailing
Ken Ring & Tommy Tee - BB Berättelsen
Unkle - Heaven
Circle of Dead Children - Zero Comfort Margin
Through The Eyes of the Dead - Two Inches From A Main Artery
Pig Destroyer - Jupiter's Eye
Carcass - Keep On Rotting In The Free World
Anal Cunt - Hitler Was A Sensitive Man
Arcade Fire - Rebellion (Lies)
Whitney Houston - I Will Always Love You
CKY - Skeletor VS Beastman
NON - Total War
Impaled Nazarene Total War/ Winter War
Prussian Blue - The Snow Fell
Tegan & Sara - I know I know I know
Arckanum - Kosmos Wardhin Dræpas Om Sin
Eric Cartman - Come Sail Away
W.A.S.P - I Wanna Be Somebody
Venom - Nightmare
Vond - Når Livet Tar Farvel
Shining - Lat Oss Ta Allt Från Varandra
Dissection - I stort Sett ALLT utom Reinkaos
Runemagick - For You, My Death
Rod Stewart - Sailing
Ken Ring & Tommy Tee - BB Berättelsen
Unkle - Heaven
Circle of Dead Children - Zero Comfort Margin
Through The Eyes of the Dead - Two Inches From A Main Artery
Pig Destroyer - Jupiter's Eye
Carcass - Keep On Rotting In The Free World
Anal Cunt - Hitler Was A Sensitive Man
Arcade Fire - Rebellion (Lies)
Whitney Houston - I Will Always Love You
CKY - Skeletor VS Beastman
NON - Total War
Impaled Nazarene Total War/ Winter War
Prussian Blue - The Snow Fell
Tegan & Sara - I know I know I know
Arckanum - Kosmos Wardhin Dræpas Om Sin
Dagens Porris:
Silencer - Dagens "Jävlar-vad-bra-och-oförkänt-bortglömda!!!"
Jag vet att sommmarn gassar på och att ni bara vill lyssna på Inner Circle och annat totalt jävla gayigt scheit. Orkar inte förklara varför just Silencer, eller BM för den delen, gör sig så bra den här sommarn. Ni fattar ju själva om erat tredje/bruna öga är öppet. Sen måste jag ännu en förbannad gång säga, NEJ. Jag är inte nazi, jag bara gillar att låtsas som att jag vore det. Döm mig inte horunge, gå hem till mamma, ät din jävla ostmacka, drick din Oboy och sug på hennes tutte, din äckliga, bortskämda tonåring. Hade det finnas en åldergräns på min blogg hade du fan aldrig fått se den. Sug på den.... Du har inte här att göra.
Iochförsig skulle det handla om Silencer, men vem fan bryr sig?!
Panzer Riders
Through Bloody Storms,
Acid Spiders
In Uniforms
Golden Gleams
That Are Sunken Streams,
Buried In The Coil
Of Infinite Di - Visions
I Doom The Carriers Of Wombs,
Opened Are Your Shallow Tombs
The Consumption Of Six Million Stars,
Cyclonic Winds In Septic Wars
Shed Are The Blood Of Jewmans,
Slay The Lion Of Juda,
Revive The Night Of Crystals!
Convert My Ashes,
Rebuild Me In The Spiral World
Of Nowhere
My Only Solution
Is The Cosmic Conclusion -
Bow For Me!
...Drei Blintzeln Kapitan!
(Nein, Nicht, Noch Einmal!)
Dagens Bild:
Jag önskar så att jag kunde hitta gamla bilderna på hur jag såg ut när Whiplasher (Swordmaster/Deathstars)knäckte min snok för... Tja... Tredje gången?! Blodspillan och skratt är en fruktansvärt vacker kombination.
Nu Börjar All Gayness I Form Av Att Jag ÄLSKAR Glenn Danzig.
Jaja, alla som känner mig väl vet varför jag som lite 14-åring körde Danzigskallen som första tatuering istället för Misfitsditon... Sen att han kör samma grej för att han är dvärg som Dregen körde på Payin´ The Dues-fotot (Öhööh?!?! Mmm, lura någon att du bara är 3 CM kortare än Kenny. Väx upp och sluta ha komplex, på riktigt, du får säkert ligga mer än mig...) är bara läckert, men så heter han Danzig och inte Svensson i efternamn. Iövrigt vill jag tillägga att jag föraktar korta karlar (förutom just Glempan då...), ni är obehagliga. Skaffa er ett jobb!
take my hand
you'll never find
another quite like mine
if you look
you'll see that i'm
a lonely one
i lost my soul
deep inside
and it's so
black
and cold deep inside
sistine smile
you'll never know
the trap it's set
and if you did
you'd never look
into
its eyes
the sun don't shine
the wind won't blow
when you go hide
without your love
i'm lonely
deep inside
take my hand
you'll never find
another quite like mine
if you look
you'll see that i'm
a lonely one
i lost my soul
deep inside
and it's so
black
and cold deep inside
sistine smile
you'll never know
the trap it's set
and if you did
you'd never look
into
its eyes
the sun don't shine
the wind won't blow
when you go hide
without your love
i'm lonely
deep inside
Rest I Jävla Fridens
Alla som har dött det här året, från Kari till Enar, Jag älskar er faeeen kompisar! Låten betyder kanske inte jack shit för er där ni är nu, men fan, sluta dö!
To all my friends, present past and beyond
tho you weren't with us too long
Life is the most precious thing you can lose
While you were here the fun was never ending
Laugh a minute was only beginning
Jason Mathew Thirsk this one's for you, this one's for you
Ever get the feeling you can't go on
Just remember whose side it is that you're on
You've got friends with you till the end
If you're ever in a tough situation
We'll be there with no hesitation
Brotherhood's our rule we cannot bend
When you're feeling too close to the bottom
You know who it is you can count on
Someone will pick you up again
We can conquer anything together
All of us are bonded forever
If you die i die that's the way it is
To all my friends, present past and beyond
To all those who weren't with us too long
Life is the most precious thing you can lose
While you were here the fun was never ending
Laugh a minute was only the beginning
Jason, my brother, this one's for you
To all my friends, present past and beyond
tho you weren't with us too long
Life is the most precious thing you can lose
While you were here the fun was never ending
Laugh a minute was only beginning
Jason Mathew Thirsk this one's for you, this one's for you
Ever get the feeling you can't go on
Just remember whose side it is that you're on
You've got friends with you till the end
If you're ever in a tough situation
We'll be there with no hesitation
Brotherhood's our rule we cannot bend
When you're feeling too close to the bottom
You know who it is you can count on
Someone will pick you up again
We can conquer anything together
All of us are bonded forever
If you die i die that's the way it is
To all my friends, present past and beyond
To all those who weren't with us too long
Life is the most precious thing you can lose
While you were here the fun was never ending
Laugh a minute was only the beginning
Jason, my brother, this one's for you
Senast Lyssnat På:
Dødheimsgard - Når Vi Har Dolket Guds Hjerte
Mock - Call The Eternal Winter
Von Thronstahl - The Beauty Of Life And Eternal War
Isengard - I kamp Med Kvitekrist
Satyricon - Hvite Krists Død
Sizzla - I´m With The Girls
Arcade Fire - My Body Is A Cage
Naruto - Barbie Girl
Josie and The Pussycats - Three Small Words
James Carr - The Dark End Of The Street
Cat Power - Dark End Of The Street
Dinosaur Jr - Freak Scene
Leila K - Electric
Angor Wat - Amerika
Hevn - Crucifixiation
Darkthrone - Quintessence
Burzum - Jesus` Død
Mock - Call The Eternal Winter
Von Thronstahl - The Beauty Of Life And Eternal War
Isengard - I kamp Med Kvitekrist
Satyricon - Hvite Krists Død
Sizzla - I´m With The Girls
Arcade Fire - My Body Is A Cage
Naruto - Barbie Girl
Josie and The Pussycats - Three Small Words
James Carr - The Dark End Of The Street
Cat Power - Dark End Of The Street
Dinosaur Jr - Freak Scene
Leila K - Electric
Angor Wat - Amerika
Hevn - Crucifixiation
Darkthrone - Quintessence
Burzum - Jesus` Død
torsdag 6 augusti 2009
Confessor - Dagens "Jävlar-vad-bra-och-oförkänt-bortglömda!!!"
Kanske inte allas kopp té, men jag gillart. I måttliga mängder dock.
onsdag 5 augusti 2009
Tack för tischan, Marcus!
Fick en mycket tjusig Pagan Rites-tischa av en Götlaborgare vid namn Marcus. Han tyckte det var så roligt att vi båda är barndomspolare med Folkilsk så att han bara slängde på mig den, tack tack!
tisdag 4 augusti 2009
Is Death The Only Release?!?!?!
Världens bästa band? Kan mycket väl ha varit det... HAMMARBY!!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CHfTNS81Xlc
Tillochmed gitarrsolona är bra = Man vet att det är bra.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CHfTNS81Xlc
Tillochmed gitarrsolona är bra = Man vet att det är bra.
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